Dremmz - sky walker (feat. shuvame) Lyrics

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In the plane
Going back to the Chi
Just left New York

Flying so high
Plane blowing clouds
I can't see the ground
Made it out my mama house

Motherf*ckers think they're going off
Dawg, what the hell you on about?
My city don't respect me
So I ain't putting on for the hometown
Lil' bro
Money my ho I made that bitch come quick I mean, bro

She rocking my red coat
And the whole outfit
Halloween, bitch
This that stuntin' on you
With a IQ times two of your shit
Life is short if you treat that shit like a chore, I mean

Sure, bitch
Every word you say is some horse shit
If it ain't deep, it ain't deep
Don't try to force shit, lil' bro

I f*cked the world, Holocausted the abortion
Lil' bro
Black ball me, come between
Since it's obvious I don't f*ck with him on B
I keep an arsenal in these jeans
Ballistic missile in these jeans
I got power in my genes
Revolution in my genes
Creativity in my genes
I'm my own G-O-D
Capital G
Bitch

I believe they abuse their power
To make me sound worse than I really am
You put that reverb on my verse
When you sent it back
Bitch, I almost gagged

Everybody want innovation til' it don't cater to their gym playlist
Then continue bumpin' the same shit
By the rappers who can't create shit, huh?

But get posted on RapTV and every platform who manipulate shit, huh?
You don't actually like that shit
You just became complacent
Cause your peer circle convinced you that Yuno Miles is quality
Now the gatekeepers mimic that behavior, embarrassed to be seen following me

I ain't a old head, I'm a visionary
Tryna push the bar cause the industry been gettin' very exhausting
The missionaries brainwashing, huh?
Next time I hit a motherf*cker with a deadline
Three months go by
Six months go by
Still no reply, lil' bro

Blind sighted can't see no more
I love you but I don't at the same time
It's part of my ritual
To make you mine

Gimme my space lil' bro
Gimme my space lil' bro
Gimme my space lil' bro

Gimme my space lil' bro
Gimme my space lil' bro
I spent seven hours in space, lil' hoe
I f*cked you and your best friend at the same time

Same time
Same time
I got a main bitch
And a main bitch at the same damn time

Yeah
Two hoes
At the same damn time
Two lives
At the same damn time

I love you, bitch
But I don't love you at the same damn time

Ha
Look
Life's too short to waste on YouTube shorts
Don't start your retorts
I am an artist, a poet
My soul, you can't extort

I don't argue with dorks
My life a metaphor
For those who can't afford
To spend they time
Into their mind
To make their thoughts
A golden ore

Look at me, I beat the odds
Lil' bro
Underdog, under horse
Seabiscuit
I hit the mark like throwing darts and I risk it

Every day I leave out that door, I spit
Into the jaws of deceit
With my seed
What that mean?

She don't need to have my kid
To live with a part of me
I turned her into me
I am the influence
You are the influenced
Every great empire
Lays in ruins
Ain't that the truest?
And it's all rooted in the blueys
Rob your ass and get away with it like I'm [.....]

Every night shift I walk, the moon shine on my face
Working for the same ones I hate, it brings me pain
I ain't a pupil of fame
I ain't one of these rap dudes
With plaques too heavy on my mind
Plat ain't the goal
Ideas don't go gold no more

It's all gimmicks, all distractions
Collective illusions
We all too afraid to shatter
Demons we can't chase after
We live in each other's shadows
Yet we afraid of the dark
Prophesizing when this shit gon' start
We already at war

With ourselves
We do everything not to change, stay the same
All genius is shamed
Before they take the stage huh
Before they made the waves
Before they pave the way
Bitch, I'm with the space raverz

Bitch, I stood alone in the rain
Bitch, I walked alone with my rage
Bitch, I was stuck but I turned the page
Bitch, I go Wayne for the ones that stayed

Bitch, I'm with slimes, the gators
They stain your life anytime
You play with the name

Bitch, I should paint my brain in a frame
Bitch, I could place your life in a frame

I can put a frame around every frame of life
Ornate with gold plates, place it on the shelf
I ain't drooling for the leisure or for advice
Go do something with yourself, bitch
Like it's Rubi on the screen

Bum clothes you done got from Shein
Mentally on autopilot
Reaping the benefits of abstract thought showcase and you're not invited
Touching my bitch, turn my bitch to Midas
Teleport where I like, like f*ck the flying

Babylon
We got two of every race
Yeah, this cone hat send mixed signals
But we all know I don't discriminate
I'd drop a grand wizard dead cold if I got the taste

Babylon
Shut the f*ck up before you get Story Of Adidon'd