Head To The Sky Lyrics
Al Geno on the track
Yeah
I’m too gone, my watch is two tone, with rocks in it
Got two phones, I doubled two phones, this not Remy
Too long, it’s been too long, why I’m not done healing?
Hurt inside but I still got my–
Head to the sky
Feet to the ground
My fingers to the judge
If the money don’t move then I won’t budge, won’t budge (No)
(I won’t budge, won’t budge, no)
Too many niggas say it’s beef but not approaching me
Got niggas posted on probation still holdin’ it
Woke up yesterday and I told God, “Show me a sign”
And Draco had a dream that he was home and he got life
My cup turn to diamonds as I pour it on this ice
Way too many left, they told me, “One day, it’d be right”
All these songs I don’t write, go to jail, they don’t write
Said I pull up in that Martin like Sheneneh
But in New York, they treat a nigga like I’m Lawrence Tay
Smokin’ my problems, see the blood all on my ashtray
Ain’t talking legs but we tote .40s and them .9s
Knew I would win even though they left me in the blinds
Was born in sin, so why the fuck a nigga tryin’?
I’m too gone, my watch is two tone, with rocks in it
Got two phones, I doubled two phones, this not Remy
Too long, it’s been too long, why I’m not done healing?
Hurt inside but I still got my–
Head to the sky
Feet to the ground
My fingers to the judge
If the money don’t move then I won’t budge, won’t budge (No)
(I won’t budge, won’t budge, no)
I’m too gone, my watch is two tone, with rocks in it
Got two phones, I doubled two phones, this not Remy
Too long, it’s been too long, why I’m not done healing?
Hurt inside but I still got my–
Head to the sky
Feet to the ground
My fingers to the judge
If the money don’t move then I won’t budge, won’t budge (No)
(I won’t budge, won’t budge, no)
