Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lookin Up, artist - Marlon Craft. Date of issue: 09.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lookin Up |
| Quiet down, tryin' listen to my heart |
| Cause only light can get you through the dark |
| The end’s inevitable truth is in the middle |
| Only you can start muhfucka come on |
| Pandemic turn me fully alcoholic |
| But I’m also growin' like crazy so fuck it |
| I can’t and I don’t have to call it |
| Feel like my soul winnin' long as less than half is toxic |
| The time is the present, that’s an always there |
| This summer we rise, we know what Fall could bring |
| But this the time we actually stay up when we say goodbye |
| Cause we been sayin that to each other for years up in NY |
| And this is for the ones that died before they fathers |
| 'Fore they causes, fuck a forefather |
| This for George and Breanna, this for the New York |
| I absorbed and was brought up in |
| We starting to look familiar |
| Ridin' through the city like muhfuckin Piggy |
| Wind in her hair and my baby’s so pretty |
| Whims of despair, every day we so shitty |
| Wings in the air, know the haters gon lift me up |
| Cause this the day we learn to fly |
| We been hurtin', we been yearnin' |
| This the day we learnin' why |
| We lookin' up |
| Ridin' through the city like muhfuckin Piggy |
| Wind in her hair and my baby’s so pretty |
| Whims of despair, every day we so shitty |
| Wings in the air, know the haters gon lift me up |
| Ridin' through the city like muhfuckin Piggy |
| Wind in her hair and my baby’s so pretty |
| Whims of despair, every day we so shitty |
| Wings in the air, know the haters gon lift me up |
| I don’t really know what they got in store for us |
| But why the fuck we bow down when there’s more of us? |
| I’m tired of runnin my feet they been gettin' blisters |
| Protect a woman I see you like you my sister |
| You supposed to be my brother, how we beefin' wit each other? |
| We got 99 problems, we really don’t need another |
| The odds already stacked |
| He should still be alive but his eyes rolled to the back |
| That’s how the police react, damn |
| You can’t imagine what I’m thinkin' |
| If I’m goin out then I’m havin' pigs in a blanket |
| Pandemic, a plandemic I can’t mention |
| Can’t trust em, I gotta keep up my antennas |
| Socially distant from the wicked, this shit is sickening |
| I pray they never catch me slippin' |
| Ridin' dirty cause I’m black they tryna lock me in the system |
| I pray they never catch me slippin' |
| Ridin' through the city like muhfuckin Piggy |
| Wind in her hair and my baby’s so pretty |
| Whims of despair, every day we so shitty |
| Wings in the air, know the haters gon lift me up |
| Cause this the day we learn to fly |
| We been hurtin', we been yearnin' |
| This the day we learnin' why |
| We lookin' up |
| Ridin' through the city like muhfuckin Piggy |
| Wind in her hair and my baby’s so pretty |
| Whims of despair, every day we so shitty |
| Wings in the air, know the haters gon lift me up |
| Ridin' through the city like muhfuckin Piggy |
| Wind in her hair and my baby’s so pretty |
| Whims of despair, every day we so shitty |
| Wings in the air, know the haters gon lift me up |
| Ridin' through the city screamin' muthafuckin Piggy |
| Lift me up, go and lift me up |
| Ridin' through the city screamin' muthafuckin Piggy |
| Lift me up, go and lift me up |
| Cause I’m the type to take a pandemic |
| Make it anthemic |
| Days is decay and lost friendship |
| The sun is in hiding, the rays is authentic |
| At least they ain’t lying, we gon find that shit |
| Cause ain’t nobody finna tell us what we can’t do |
| If you gotta nail to the real, stand true yeah |
| You ain’t gon keep feedin' lions lay in focus |
| Sooner or later you’ll be dinner muhfucka |
| This for colder days we heatin' up |
| Keepin hope for days I need the luck |
| Fuck my older ways, I need adjust |
| Cause if I don’t look up, how we gon change the world? |
| Change the world |