Lyrics Look Up To The Sky - Fly Union, P. Blackk, BJ The Chicago Kid

Look Up To The Sky

And I do this for my culture
All my single mothers pushing strollers
Keep pushing
Don’t let that man hold you up
It’s a war going on
Get your arms up
Don’t surrender
Read more books
They want to kill us
They want to spit on us
Only in America
I’m more liberal than conservative
I’m old-fashioned in that vintage low
Sip Rossis spit finished flows
Ask these girls if you don’t know
I don’t ask and she don’t probe
Keep this on that need to know
That bottle service and that car service
Both get me where I need to go
Money come and go
Bankreau here to stay
I’ma star give me space
At attention if these girls about face
Got a date with destiny
I’m about an hour late
Before we build I gotta lay the pipe
That’s my devil’s talk and I’m angel right
A sin is a sin is a sin
Don’t judge me
I gotta wings and horns for men
I got expensive tastes
I need Ferraris on my plate
My motto only date models
I need this icing and cake
Wait, you see this bape
This supreme, original fate
Y’all washed up I ain’t showered in days
I live beyond my means I gotta get paid
I got vision like a running back
I been around like cul-de-sac
I’m drinking jack
I don’t owe you jack
Keep moving like folks in a Cadillac
I feel alone even when I’m not
Right now I’m in a fish bowl
Everybody watch
Will you hold me down
Or will you hold me up
Will you have my back or will you front
When I look up to the sky
I know that I’m the one
To do everything that you can’t do
And can’t be done (x2)
Yeah
Lost a couple cases
Have police in my Facebook
I swear that’s not what make me
You can try hard but you can’t replace me
Taste the finer things in life
That’s just how my day to day be
My night to night get crazy
Nigga I be where they pay me
Take them sparklers out my bottles
We pop them ‘til tomorrow
We got stories and mimosas
And plan out our tomorrow
Get this money the models
So tomorrow’s always sunny
If it’s not I’ma just jump on this plane
And go wherever I wanna be
I’m trying to see the world before I die
This my chance so I’m gone try
This my lane so watch me drive
This my plane so I’m gone fly
I’m the truth I tell no lies
So tomorrow is goodbye
I’m gone hop back on this grind
I’m after watches that you buy
This not just for telling time
Tell them niggas it’s my time
So don’t act like you know me
I been clocked in on this OT
Putting in work for my whole team
Pay me what you owe me
Don’t talk about it just show me
Nigga that’s money every time my phone rings
Ay ay
I got my mind on my money
When I’m clocking dough
I kill that show then I’m adios
I’m walking that talk
That you talking about
Got a nigga feeling like
The man in the town
The niggas that was lost
Understanding me now
Y’all use to hate but you fanning me now
Girls that I knew in the past looking past
Looking back
Even when they’re man be around
And that’s why I gotta be that nigga
That nigga that you tryna be man
Before I take off this year
Y’all niggas better start blogging me
And you better acknowledge me
Damn fan when gonna not write me
On two dope boys
The L-roots post
I’ma star so someone gotta spotlight me
Niggas not like me and that’s not right
I’m the only nice nigga that’s not hyped
I’m the ill nigga that’s not hyped
I’m the only real nigga that’s not hyped
Talking money
I can show you what that’s not like
I ain’t got nothing I just got mics
And the heart of a lion
And the might of a giant
And these tracks like Tina
That I treat like Ike
Nigga uh
Jamming on the one
I gotta be the one
Look directly in the sun
You might go blind
And I’m finna run
The game in a month
And that’s when I woke up
One