Eye In The Sky / VERSE V
I had dreams of being a f*** rap star
Mad riches, bad b****, jewels, and supercars
I was 13, bumping "Nothing Was The Same"
Picked the pen up and said "f*** it, I got something to gain"
Need my name and face on billboards I used to ride by
Shotgunnin', earbuds in, plotted on my time
I'm from a city where they don't make it
But all I had was a chance, I would die before I don't take it
I found light in the darkness way before the fire
When I got it, put it to the spliff 'till I got tired
I found darkness all around me, so I took control
Became aware of my surroundings, home was never home
I got lost in the fiends I watched
And the hustlers providing for 'em 'round the clock
Found guidance in the people that came out of that
But I ain't have to follow Jay-Z's path unless it came to rap
Ain't hearing fables from labels, I never gave up freedom
You talking money I ain't talking back until I see some
Life's a b**** so ain't the game so I'ma have a threesome
Then ask 'em both for massages while I just kick my feet up
Give my mama Franklins while she's singing to Aretha
She was all I had as I grew up, b**** I don't need you
What I need is something deeper that I can't find
So I'm grinding till I blow, watch out for the landmine
I'm awake and up to get a bag
I won't stay, you're never seeing that
When I'm gone, there ain't no coming back
F*** the law, there's evil in the badge
I don't call on any other man
I been dropped right where I f*** stand
Don't depend on nobody
I'm on the run, so pray for me
I done been through hell and back, you know this
I been antisocial 'cause m********* be so bogus
Locked myself inside my room all summer, had to focus
So I can come and f*** the world up soon as it opens
Name a single artist that be doing it like I do
F- the numbers I still go on and on like I'm Badu
Last year nobody was there when I was homeless
This year I built a stu' now they all want a chorus
Ain't putting no one before me no more
'Cause everytime I showed love I was returned low blows
Thrown shots, until I buck back, but f*** that
I'd rather give shots to your boo and give her the f*** back
I ain't thirsty for revenge, 'cause I always win
R.I.P. to Nip, no money out, all money in
But what's money when you ain't where you wanna be?
I guess I gotta look for paradise in me
I'm awake and up to get a bag
I won't stay, you're never seeing that
When I'm gone, there ain't no coming back
F*** the law, there's evil in the badge
I don't call on any other man
I been dropped right where I f*** stand
Don't depend on nobody
I'm on the run, so pray for
Stop...
I've been to paradise before, 18 in Palm Springs
Out there, felt like I could be anything
Not a worry in my mind, cause I'm home now
Might just say goodbye to moms and the bros now
Forget that, 'cause this ticket is a round trip
But whenever I'm back home, I'm bound to trip
Ain't sleep at all before the flight, I done caught the blues
I knew my newfound bliss was too good to be true
Now I'm 21, 3 years of epiphanies since
Lot of pain inside my soul, I'm fiending for a fix
I realized paradise ain't a location
It's a state of mind, the world is yours, take it how you make it
A dreamland can't be indulged by a head full of nightmares
And the devil don't fight fair, so we should shed some light here
Pandora's box holds darkness no matter where it is
When it opens, its surroundings get covered in s***
You choose who to be, so I made my decision
To keep the box closed and tell all my demons good riddance
All my blessings got blocked off, I stopped wishing
I was put on earth to heal the masses, so I got a mission
I never had a success story to follow
That could get me where I'm going, so my pride I swallow
My ties, I cut 'em if my time is wasted
I got the passion and the talent, Libaax was born to make it
Just wait for the flights, wait for the tours
Wait to see us fill up stadiums that's made for sports
Wait for the inspiration that helps you find your truth
Keep your eye in the sky, cause it all belongs to you
It all belongs to you...
Mad riches, bad b****, jewels, and supercars
I was 13, bumping "Nothing Was The Same"
Picked the pen up and said "f*** it, I got something to gain"
Need my name and face on billboards I used to ride by
Shotgunnin', earbuds in, plotted on my time
I'm from a city where they don't make it
But all I had was a chance, I would die before I don't take it
I found light in the darkness way before the fire
When I got it, put it to the spliff 'till I got tired
I found darkness all around me, so I took control
Became aware of my surroundings, home was never home
I got lost in the fiends I watched
And the hustlers providing for 'em 'round the clock
Found guidance in the people that came out of that
But I ain't have to follow Jay-Z's path unless it came to rap
Ain't hearing fables from labels, I never gave up freedom
You talking money I ain't talking back until I see some
Life's a b**** so ain't the game so I'ma have a threesome
Then ask 'em both for massages while I just kick my feet up
Give my mama Franklins while she's singing to Aretha
She was all I had as I grew up, b**** I don't need you
What I need is something deeper that I can't find
So I'm grinding till I blow, watch out for the landmine
I'm awake and up to get a bag
I won't stay, you're never seeing that
When I'm gone, there ain't no coming back
F*** the law, there's evil in the badge
I don't call on any other man
I been dropped right where I f*** stand
Don't depend on nobody
I'm on the run, so pray for me
I done been through hell and back, you know this
I been antisocial 'cause m********* be so bogus
Locked myself inside my room all summer, had to focus
So I can come and f*** the world up soon as it opens
Name a single artist that be doing it like I do
F- the numbers I still go on and on like I'm Badu
Last year nobody was there when I was homeless
This year I built a stu' now they all want a chorus
Ain't putting no one before me no more
'Cause everytime I showed love I was returned low blows
Thrown shots, until I buck back, but f*** that
I'd rather give shots to your boo and give her the f*** back
I ain't thirsty for revenge, 'cause I always win
R.I.P. to Nip, no money out, all money in
But what's money when you ain't where you wanna be?
I guess I gotta look for paradise in me
I'm awake and up to get a bag
I won't stay, you're never seeing that
When I'm gone, there ain't no coming back
F*** the law, there's evil in the badge
I don't call on any other man
I been dropped right where I f*** stand
Don't depend on nobody
I'm on the run, so pray for
Stop...
I've been to paradise before, 18 in Palm Springs
Out there, felt like I could be anything
Not a worry in my mind, cause I'm home now
Might just say goodbye to moms and the bros now
Forget that, 'cause this ticket is a round trip
But whenever I'm back home, I'm bound to trip
Ain't sleep at all before the flight, I done caught the blues
I knew my newfound bliss was too good to be true
Now I'm 21, 3 years of epiphanies since
Lot of pain inside my soul, I'm fiending for a fix
I realized paradise ain't a location
It's a state of mind, the world is yours, take it how you make it
A dreamland can't be indulged by a head full of nightmares
And the devil don't fight fair, so we should shed some light here
Pandora's box holds darkness no matter where it is
When it opens, its surroundings get covered in s***
You choose who to be, so I made my decision
To keep the box closed and tell all my demons good riddance
All my blessings got blocked off, I stopped wishing
I was put on earth to heal the masses, so I got a mission
I never had a success story to follow
That could get me where I'm going, so my pride I swallow
My ties, I cut 'em if my time is wasted
I got the passion and the talent, Libaax was born to make it
Just wait for the flights, wait for the tours
Wait to see us fill up stadiums that's made for sports
Wait for the inspiration that helps you find your truth
Keep your eye in the sky, cause it all belongs to you
It all belongs to you...
Credits
Writer(s): Jarrod-michael West
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