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Look at the Sky

Deniro Farrar
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Yeah De Niro For real Peaceful music nigga Know that Yo Every morning I wake up I look to the skies above and thank God for another day Every night before I go to sleep I look up to the stars and I pray It don't matter if you a scared nigga Real nigga or the mother of a dead nigga You still look to the sky when you pray Know that Birds chirping, junkies lurking tryna find they crack rock I'm in the kitchen helping my little niece pack up her lunchbox Still do or die around these parts so my gun cocked Never know who might approach while standing at a bus stop Kiss her on the forehead, I tell her make her uncle proud Right after I hug her neck I fire up my blunt aloud Now it's time I hit the block, take my chances selling rock I'm already fried hot, just had a run in with the cops Yo Staring off into the sky, smoking kush until I'm high Watching my life pass me by, I'm still tryna figure why My mama serving fast food, she working 'til her body tired Do it all tomorrow, got too much pride to borrow I'm selling drugs to my fam with no remorse or sorrow Just tryna buy some time 'cause we ain't promised tomorrow My cousin car got repo'd 'cause he ain't pay his car note I'm knee deep in the dope game, better money in my cargo Reminiscing 'bout them days holding hands with my mama Walking on that playground, now I'm caught up in that drama Just a statistic, uplifting niggas spirits I was born with the gift to paint these pictures with my lyrics I've been diagnosed as sickest, with none of y'all permission I used to get beat with switches, now we beat niggas for tennis I'm gone off that Remy and arms reaching my ceiling Paranoid schizophrenic, pray the Lord y'all forgive me Shit I'm just a lost bird, flying on the wrong path My nigga whipping chickens making it jump back a whole half Feeding pigeons with my niece, I'm tryna help her with her math Birds of a feather flock together, I'm so fucking glad I turned out the way I did without the help of my dad Now I'm all alone, blowing strong in my bachelor pad Penthouse on the top floor, I can't see shit but these birds They told me that I can fly, now my body on the curb Word Every night I hit my knees I just pray that God turn me into a bird I fly away Every night I hit my knees I just pray that God turn me into a bird I fly away Every night I hit my knees I just pray that God turn me into a bird I fly away Every night I hit my knees I just pray that God turn me into a bird I fly away Know that