Sacred

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup, I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup, I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

System wanna clip your wings, don't wanna see you fly

They wanna take your drive from you like a DUI

But we live like sky's the limit till we meet the sky

I pray dem angels will protect me if 'em demons slide

California dreaming and it's being beats

Pistol under the pillow for the B and Es

You know we move them supplements like GNC

Model bitch gimme brain like she got 3 degrees

Chain cold this shit like 3 degrees

Told my youngins if they clip and slide you don't need degrees

And my gang know I got em till eternity

School of hard knocks, only killers in my fraternity

Can't understand how y'all be out here with no urgency

I got a good heart, but life put out the worst for me

Underdog said I wouldn't make it, took it personally

Time to move forward ain't no cursin' me, Blanco

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup, I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup, I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

Pour a lil' bark out or some dark out

No longer running with the narcs out

Feeling lost like the handler

Lost a lot of homies asking God what he plan for us

I know tonight could be the last one

Two of 'em in the whip it's a fast one

Gotta know where to go when the cash come

Gotta know when to act when the flash come

Now that's a picture or gunshot

I ain't got to picture a gunshot

That is really unfortunate

But I know the streets figured how to be a boss in it

I'm feeling lost but they said I made it

They say I'm shining but I'm feeling jaded

They say I'm lit but I'm feeling faded

So now I meditate on the shit to say

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup, I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin liquor out my cup, I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it