Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Connected , by - Justin Sky. Release date: 19.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Connected |
| It look like I’m by lonely |
| But Squad right behind me, yea that’s what you don’t see |
| We stay connected, that’s how it’s gon be |
| Even when it’s gettin hectic, you know we stay connected |
| Respect it |
| Word to the angels, that’s folks |
| Ride around connected like spokes |
| High and still connected, tightrope |
| I am not naive, I high beam |
| Shine like Yahweh on a off day |
| Like young Mo' split the high seas |
| In two like a Gemini Pisces |
| I need my wings, 40 acres and a garden full of ripe Eves |
| And a gold throne sittin higher than a pine tree |
| Posted at the gate with the SQUAD |
| We ain’t tryna wait for tomorrow |
| Hand over the plate or your ARM |
| Put it this way: |
| I really wanna say I’m |
| Non violent but a tickin time bomb |
| Look, middle of the night, blood in the sky, eye, eye |
| Lookin at life, seen God cry, human in his eye, eye, eye |
| 451 and the 939 tryna say we all connected and when I see time |
| I could vision out the mission and the crossing lines |
| Like 1 time finds a way to trigger 3 times in a black man spine |
| While he’s reachin for his ID and I’d be lyin if i say I didn’t cry |
| For the young boys and women who I see dyin |
| At the hands of the devil, beg God for peace sign |
| But I see signs in a refugee’s eyes |
| When I look behind and I see the whole fam |
| Shout out all my niggas and the Fabricants |
| Fabricating ways to get the dead out the sand |
| And how we hold a fist with a hole in our hand |
| And how we hold court when we swung, couldn’t stand |
| Tribe or die to survive in the land |
| And that’s how I feel til my last blood spill, Son Mi too real |
| It look like I’m by lonely |
| But Squad right behind me, yea that’s what you don’t see |
| We stay connected, that’s how it’s gon be |
| Even when it’s gettin hectic, you know we stay connected |
| Respect it |
| You know we stay connected |
| You know we stay connected |
| Respect it |
| What I do? |
| Yea cause I |
| Connected for a song, it’s not a game though |
| Gumby niggas always talkin play though |
| Hit me on the horn, I’m no Masego |
| But I got the brass to drop the payload |
| Off the recreation when the bay go |
| Mutant man, BET is cable |
| They be writing raps living lies |
| We be urban legends living fables |
| We be building-blocks, building blocks |
| With the box that we livin out of nigga |
| 'fore you try to pimp a butterfly |
| You better study how to hustle, caterpillar |
| Me and Sky on that Aquemini |
| Double headed, double stinging, kill a demon |
| Multi-winging, fire breathin, high reachin |
| Giving freedom, hi preacher |
| It look like I’m by lonely |
| But Squad right behind me, yea that’s what you don’t see |
| We stay connected, that’s how it’s gon be |
| Even when it’s gettin hectic, you know we stay connected |
| Respect it |
| You know we stay connected |
| You know we stay connected |
| Respect it |
| Never know result when the coin’s gonna flip |
| Me and my fears been joined at the hip |
| Linked ever since I was a boy with a lip |
| And a lisp and a limp but I’m not gonna slip |
| Slick undercover got a grip motherfucker |
| Never quit but I spit on a different level |
| Dip when I wanna disconnect |
| Don’t stay at the discotek |
| Not one sec longer than I feel like staying out cause I’m |
| A grown up now I do not have the time to waste my time |
| And it’s not worth my precious minutes if it’s not sublime |
| It look like I’m by lonely |
| But Squad right behind me, yea that’s what you don’t see |
| We stay connected, that’s how it’s gon be |
| Even when it’s gettin hectic, you know we stay connected |
| Respect it |
| You know we stay connected |
| You know we stay connected |
| Respect it |