Sky-high looking at my city
Coming down and when I hit the ground I don't even want ur pity
Ima find my own wings
On my way down I'm sing
Bye-bye to this world of sin
You ain't that pretty
Why you always on my back
On D now it's time to attack
You can run but I know the whole map
Onsight when I see u like
Facts
Call that disappearing act
He gon so what you staring at
Montae is dead
RIP
Wasn't the feds and wasn't the lean
Wasn't a nigga who wanted some beef
Wasn't a bullet that came from a thief
Wasn't the chemo, story of Steelo
Was it the lust of money and greed
Was it the trust he never received
Was it himself could it be
Wasn't a belt, he wanted to leap
Sky-high looking at my city
Coming down and when I hit the ground I don't even want ur pity
Ima find my own wings
On my way down I'm sing
Bye-bye to this world of sin
You ain't that pretty
You are who you choose
Yoo we live from the sky
Feeling too high
Still making it by
At the end of the game, it's all a tie
Pick a side