faded in the sky ft. Jodi Lyrics

Okay okay, yeah

Ay, okay okay

Yeah

Rolling up a blunt and i'm zooming (zoom)

Bitch i'm in the whip, i'm consuming (weed)

Pull up to the show, these hoes tryna see me

Off the za, my mind feeling dreamy

While i'm writing new rhymes, was up in the cell

Screaming "Free me"

Now i'm rolling up and fucking my bitch so freely

I'm taking my time, while these fuckers don't got shit to do

I got too much brain fog, I say I'll sober up

But I never do, i'm living my own life

Tryna make it to the top, knowing one day

That I make it, okay i'll mark my peace

Later i'm at the club with my bros, I didn't buy a hoe

Bitch i'm doing my own thing, off the grid

Smoking weed, knowing i'm gonna make it one day

Yeah i'ma make it one day

Yeah we off the za, getting high up everyday

I'm all up in the clouds, yeah you know it's everyday bitch

Pull up on yo hoe, ay yeah we smoke that weed bitch

Yeah we pull up with yo hoe

Yeah we smoke that weed bitch

Man it's alright, just live your life

Can't press rewind

Want piece of mind

I close my eyes and let my thoughts go wild

They keep me up late at night, when no one else around

I'm on my way but I can't escape

Like I'm stuck in the clouds

You just reap what you sow

Manifest what you want

Can't be keeping them close

If they fake from the start

On my own do the most so I lock up my heart

Setting the tone i'm locked in, i'm in charge

So I just get it from the jump

Running through the tunnel for my place at the top

I ain't really tryna go and wait another month

New year same me I'm just leveling up

This life a dream but a dream ain't enough

Can't stay complacent just hoping for luck

When you stuck get it right outta the mud

When you up, show up for the ones you love

Ain't no time to be hoping for better

Just forgive and forgetting forever

Hop in the booth to get shit of my mental

Only got time for myself in my schedule

Damn that shit hit bro

Bro everybody just be hating now They mad i'm winning, they mad i'm winning you know

O-Ok

Yeah we runnin on them blunts

Yeah we running on them j's

Bitch I never miss no shot, on my fucking AK

Nobody gon talk, i'ma do this shit my way

Smoking up every night, just to loose the night and feel the pain fade away

Nah I ain't mad, I just wish no stress would fuck up on my day okay

Yeah i'm faded in the sky, bitch i'm driving by

Let your hair down, let that weed round