Grey (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Jacques Webster/Joseph Hill Jr./Taji Ausar/Mike Dean

Composed by：Jacques Webster/Joseph Hill Jr./Taji Ausar/Mike Dean

Produced by：J. Hill/Tane Runo/Mike Dean #MWA

We wake up when the sun goes down

Neighbor says the smell's too loud

Riding in my old school thang

Shotgun with my old school babe

So wake me when the sun goes down

Tonight's my last night in town

I pledge to a flag so grey

No matter what time the skies are grey ooh

Around this time was starving no Ramadan yeah

Mighta robbed you blind

You you you your dad and moms yeah

Keep that in mind

Fear two things being broke and dying yeah

Jump your a*s inside LSD come take this ride

No A-C-I-D how you get your a*s inside yeah

Take one peek at me you might get lost in my mind yeah

**** that college **** that scholarship let's hypnotize

Grey

Yeah ooh

We wake up when the sun goes down

Neighbor says the smell's too loud

Riding in my old school thang

Shotgun with my old school babe

So wake me when the sun goes down

Tonight's my last night in town

I pledge to a flag so grey

No matter what time

No matter what time the skies are grey

Grey

Yeah-yeah-oh

Grey

Yeah-yeah

Grey

Yeah-yeah-oh

Uh huh Grey

The sky is grey

Grey

Mmm-mm-mm

Grey

Mmm-mm-mm

Grey

The sky is grey

Uh huh

Woah-ooh-oh

Grey

Yeah yeah

Grey

Woah-ooh-oh

Grey

Yeah yeah

Uh huh

The sky is grey yuh

Yeah the sky is grey

Mmm oh

Grey

Might be the last time I trip

I know I said this **** last time

But damn I never had a trip like this

Who knew a threeway on freeway can trip

With three h*es to a six-way

Ain't gotta finesse out the midway

So Bird can wrap birds in that Ben-Gay

No more goddamn

And Pops never gave me ****

But Pops ain't raised no *****

I swung I missed he swung he hit then I hit that ditch

Raised in a town where it looked so good outside

Like it ain't that serious

My nigga got dumb years doing dumb ****

Locked up in the car had to pull a gun quick

Killa tatted on his face leaked to his conscious

Now he stuck in a cell know he feeling nauseous

The nigga so good he was so cold

Another lost kid Mo City soul

The sky is grey woah-ooh-oh

Mmm mmm yeah