Grey Skies
Wiley From Atlanta
3:19Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah Pink skies twisted up with the blues (oh yes, yeah, yeah) Can't make my eyes stop looking at you (at you) I think I'm drunk enough Ooh, I think I'm falling in love (in love) What you smoking on? Ooh, I need a hit of that drug (that drug, that drug, that drug) Riding 85 bumping elevators Roll up all my problems in these Rello papers Dropping out of school smartest shit that I did (smartest shit that I did) My mama calling "Boy you need your education" (Oh yeah, young man, oh yeah, yeah) Look me in my eyes, she can tell I'm faded (she can tell I'm faded) Sipping cups of wine while my records playing (oh, no, no, no, no) Breaking down sativa bumping Idlewild (Idlewild) Locked up in my room, dodging expectations, yeah, yeah And if Jesus Christ watching me He probably sipping Hennessey on ice, top it twice Neon lights flashing on the pearly gates Heaven got a couple shows tonight Finna wait in line for a chance to see Prince Hoping on a second chance at life Just in case the one I'm living in never do me right And this high completely caught me by surprise Doubled up on edibles for summer nights Leather seats for summer weather When the sun is out I think I love you better, uh Pink skies twisted up with the blues Can't make my eyes stop looking at you (yeah, yeah, yeah) I think I'm drunk enough Ooh, I think I'm falling in love (in love) Oh, what you smoking on? Ooh, I need a hit of that drug (mm-mm-mm) Pink skies twisted up with the blues (twisted up with the blues) Can't make my eyes stop looking at you (oh, yeah, oh, no, oh, yeah) I think I'm drunk enough Ooh, I think I'm falling in love (in love) Oh, what you smoking on? Ooh, I need a hit of that drug (I need a hit of that drug) yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh