Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blue Skies, artist - Machine Gun Kelly. Album song Fuck It, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.08.2017
Record label: Velocity
Song language: English
Blue Skies |
| Blue skies |
| There’s nothing but blue skies |
| Blue skies (see me) |
| There’s nothing but blue skies |
| (Throw it up when you see me) |
| Look, never had a cent now I got a bent |
| I ain’t talkin Bentley’s, I’m talkin' a bitch |
| I got her bent over she bustin' them splits |
| Lookin' up at the star, I’m tellin' her make a wish |
| Hoes come around me tryna leave rich |
| But I give ‘em no shit so they leave pissed |
| Fuck ‘em, here’s to the night, like Eve 6 |
| My partner ain’t gotta put the dough in the deep dish |
| Mic check, can you hear me? |
| I’m loud as a symphony |
| Smoke in my lungs, I’m a chimney |
| Get it in your head like epiphanies |
| Realize I am Prince Akeem, I roll with the semi |
| So many repent me, part of ‘em resent me |
| They think I’m Lucifer, I think God blessed me |
| I was in hell while you rappers on Jet ski’s |
| How in the fuck can yo raps represent me? |
| I was on ten, now I’m on fifty |
| I just spent a hundred, tell ‘em roll it up quickly |
| I just got a hundred missed calls from the city |
| Keep it 100, everybody fuck wit me |
| Keep it 100, Kells, Keep it 100 |
| Fuck ya’ll, you don’t know nothing |
| I keep it 3 thou like Andre |
| I done been an Outkast since I came up out mom’s stomach |
| I been smoking weed since I was a fetus |
| Lil bad mothafucka, needed Baby Jesus |
| Tryna be a millionaire, where the fuck Regis? |
| Leaders of the new school and we all teachers |
| First lesson: blue skies, blue dream, red eyes and catch red eye |
| Fuck the real world, Kells |
| Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, stay real |
| Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, for real |
| Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, stay real |
| Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, for real |
| If ya’ll ride wit me, roll one up and get high wit me |
| Turn it up and then vibe wit me, fuck the real world |
| If ya’ll ride wit me, roll one up and get high wit me |
| Turn it up and then vibe wit me |
| Kells! |
| 24/7 I’m putting in work |
| Came from the gutter, no stain on my shirt |
| You know the Land is where champions birthed |
| So I hold the title till I land in the dirt |
| Motorcycles, auto-rifles, and purp |
| Overnight they think I tripled my worth |
| Gotta stay ready, these haters will lurk |
| But this ain’t what you want, now I’m feelin like Durk |
| (This ain’t what you want) |
| Sing that shit to ‘em like Gerald Levert |
| Couldn’t sleep on me with Ambien first |
| Let the kid nap like an Amber alert |
| Wake up and you know I had to get turnt |
| Bottle of Jameson matching my shirt |
| Back on the road, gotta pack up the merch |
| And I smoke so much tree that I damage the earth |
| Yeah, EST runs shit |
| Don’t make me get on my young shit |
| Don’t get me talking that gun shit |
| Don’t make me turn this whole thing to a function |
| Don’t make assumptions |
| I’m from the C, I ain’t talkin bout Compton |
| I’m from the 6, I ain’t talkin Toronto |
| Bitch I’m from Cleveland, you know the motto |
| I’m the city’s Lucky Luciano, the gunner! |
| Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, stay real |
| Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, for real |
| Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, stay real |
| Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, for real |