Blood in the Sky (feat. Dave East & Annalise Azadian)

We could fly you know what I like

Butterfly doors on passenger side

We could ride out suicide

And risk it all for my foolish pride

Sometimes I see blood in the sky

Broken wings but we learn how to fly

Call it fool's paradise

Call it fool's paradise

See the hate in their eyes

They envy this life

The things that I've sacrificed

The things that I've sacrificed

See the hate in their eyes

They envy this life

The things that I've sacrificed

Burgundy seats in the Cullinan

Found out she like the rest of them hoes, fell out of love again

Sober mind I couldn't cut the tension, pass the drugs again

Sweep my problems under the rug again

I reached out, got no replies so I'm like fuck it then

Digital dash for the stash that's a custom Benz

Lustin ends being broke just gave me tougher skin

Back then only feelin' like a birdy and above the rim

Who made these rules, I think they confused

Even when I couldn't pay these bills I couldn't pay these dues

Under pressure standing tall like I'm 8'2

Watchin' stateys cruise praying we don't make the news

Costa Rica trips, wish that we could speak a bit

I had to take the time away from you, I probably needed it

I throw that shit on every night, look like an Easter fit

The coupe clean I'm riding dirty, picture me legit

We could fly you know what I like

Butterfly doors on passenger side

We could ride out suicide

And risk it all for my foolish pride

Sometimes I see blood in the sky

Broken wings but we learn how to fly

Call it fool's paradise

Call it fool's paradise

Turquoise leather look like a Charlotte Hornet

Ferrari mornings talk to shooter before I start performing

It's not your business, why you talking on it?

Surrounded by steppers we be walking on it

Shit Papa Does I ordered crawfish

Pontiac, that Grand am I got it from an auction

Seen caution tape around my projects, Clinton was in office

He was in the oval office getting ate up

We was tryna scrape up, no Pateks it was Jacobs

Lenox Ave hungry as fuck I would go to Jacobs

Time Chef talking to Flip they can't erase us

Me and Smilez would argue, he got me out of the matrix

Lean on me like I'm Mr. Clark, my life was dangerous

Tom Ford occasions it's movies without the script

I think connect this shit is so different without my crip

I think of Chill Will every time that I take a sip

I think of fuck **** every time that I take a shit

We could fly you know what I like

Butterfly doors on passenger side

We could ride out suicide

And risk it all for my foolish pride

Sometimes I see blood in the sky

Broken wings but we learn how to fly

Call it fool's paradise

Call it fool's paradise

See the hate in their eyes

They envy this life

The things that I've sacrificed

The things that I've sacrificed

See the hate in their eyes

They envy this life

The things that I've sacrificed