To the sky

Point your burner to the sky. And let her blow. Knee deep in the lean gots me movin slow. Hold heat when it rain. And pours with 45s and twin nines keep starven til its day time. Like feed me. Feed he whos bleeding dry these cold streets. At dark time i still shine yo bitch say that she dont mind, she fuck with some sucka niggas so you know that that thangs tight, and if her niggas trippin this fn give yah hang time, you always in your feelins that why yo hoe is finna to take flight, and if that beezys basic i basically hit and say bye, but if that bitch is bad i might even slide in the daylight, these stell niggas so sad, fur they know im fresh and my game right