Sky high in a plane
Calvin ArmstrongI'm tryna get filthy back to the streets, they're tryna just kill me I'm back to the beats, knocking me down I'm back to my feet they're taking a seat I'm back on the lease Wanna act silly know I got the heat Smokin on hillys we're back in the lead growing my greens I planted seeds by breaking new means I'm tired of dreams of who acts on my team shoot shots with a beam or smoke till they fiend Wait till I act up homie I'm masked up telling you back up I want my racks up double my cash up fill up my last cup I feel like past cuh Bro I wanna get far I ain't tryna fall gotta make it past par I'm building up walls maybe write a new bar I wonder who called I distanced myself won't fall for fake stars Whatchu tryna say speak on my daughter I'll spray ain't tryna just pray mf I'll leave you in disarray Act like I won't turn the page tryna pass all this rage ain't tryna feel stuck in a cage Look at my face your playing a dangerous game everything you've said is all the same I want fortune and fame flowers all on my grave i aint tryna act tame your spittin like lames shooting for headshots i aim for your brain blurred out vision im swerving through lanes homie im acting insane hard to detain wonder who dissin this shit that i gained when im up in a plane
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