Blood in the Sky (feat. Dave East & Annalise Azadian)

We could fly you know what I like Butterfly doors on passenger side We could ride out suicide Risk it all for my foolish pride Sometimes I see blood in the sky Broken wings but we learn how to fly Call it fool's paradise Call it fool's paradise See the hate in their eyes They envy this life The things that I've sacrificed The things that I've sacrificed See the hate in their eyes They envy this life Things that I've sacrificed Burgundy seats in the Cullinan Found out she like the rest of them hoes fell out of love again Sober mind I couldn't cut the tension pass the drugs again Sweep my problems under the rug again I reached out got no replies so I'm like fuck it then Digital dash for the stash that's a custom Benz Lustin ends being broke just gave me tougher skin Feelin like I'm Birdy and above the rim Who made these rules I think they confused Even when I couldn't pay these bills I had to pay these dues Under pressure standin tall like I'm 8'2 Watchin stateys cruise praying we don't make the news Costa Rica trips wish that we could speak a bit Had to take the time away from you I probably needed it I throw that shit on every night look like an Easter fit The coupe clean I'm riding dirty picture me legit We could fly you know what I like Butterfly doors on passenger side We could ride out suicide Risk it all for my foolish pride Sometimes I see blood in the sky Broken wings but we learn how to fly Call it fool's paradise Call it fool's paradise Turquoise leather look like a Charlotte Hornet Ferrari morning took the shooter before I start performing It's natural business why you talking on it Surrounded by steppers we be walking on it Papa Does I ordered crawfish Pontiac, that Grand am I got it from an auction Seen caution tape around my projects, Clinton is in office He was in the oval office getting ate up We was tryna scrape up, no Pateks it was Jacobs Lenux ave hungry as fuck I would go to Jacobs Time Chef talking to Flip they can't erase us Me and Smilez would argue, he got me out of the matrix Lean on me like I'm Mr. Clark, my life was dangerous Tom Ford occasions its movies without the scripts I think connect this shit is so different without my crip I think of Chill Will every time that I take a sip I think of fuck niggas every time that I take a shit We could fly you know what I like Butterfly doors on passenger side We could ride out suicide Risk it all for my foolish pride Sometimes I see blood in the sky Broken wings but we learn how to fly Call it fool's paradise Call it fool's paradise See the hate in their eyes They envy this life Things that I've sacrificed Things that I've sacrificed See the hate in their eyes They envy this life Things that I've sacrificed