Credits
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Daba Don
Künstler:in
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Daba Don
Songwriter:in
Darrielle Jamal Coaxum
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Sometimes I look up at the sky
Sometimes I look up at the sky
I need the make a change, I'm trying to get it right, all I's mean, that's holding up inside
It make me wanna cry, got a room I hit up, huh, I, I, who gon' ride?
It still be by my side, if I ain't had a dime, if I ain't had a dime, I, I ain't mean free, did
I think of all big codes, I miss them, that's my blood, they really fuck me up, up, I miss my mama, I wish she still was here
I'm tired of shitting tears, without air, I feel weak, it, it pop a goon, right now I'm on the loan
And that's the sense, he's next, my mama, stop, girl, saw that so
Oh, oh, oh, oh, raise some peace to all my gato rules, they praise us, make me cool
They spray rinse in my soul, oh, oh, oh, oh, raise some peace to all my gato rules
They praise us, make me cool, they spray rinse in my soul, oh, oh
Sometimes I just wonder why my people's have to die
Hit me, be wanna cry, I, I, some times I look up at the sky, I'm always getting high
But then you wonder why I, I, some times I just wonder why my people's have to die
Hit me, be wanna cry, I, I, some times I look up at the sky, I'm always getting high
But then you wonder why I, I, I, I take a reflex and look at my past
I wonder how my life will be if I still have my dad
Sometimes I feel like giving up, but I can't afford the crass
I took my feet from off the breaks, I have a fist again
Ain't no looking back, every day I wonder why
Two of my soldiers have a god, me a rat, only in one and tweak enough them long nights
Pressing peace to my dog, no blocking palms, two, sad bad you didn't ride
One of the people you gotta got shot, you damn
This ain't a critical, losing most of my friends
They leave the suck inside the box, hold up inside the pan
It's who we made it get, never thought I would do my thing
Fly high and please stab by my side when she get on the range
Take off times, I just wonder why my people's have to die
Hit me, be wanna cry, I, I, sometimes I look up at the sky
I'm always getting high, but then you wonder why I, I, some times
I just wonder why my people's have to die
Hit me, be wanna cry, I, I, sometimes I look up at the sky
I'm always getting high, but then you wonder why I, I, some times
Written by: Daba Don, Darrielle Jamal Coaxum