To the Sky
Fifty/Fifty Lyrics

Man I run this rap shit
I am in control of the rap industry.

Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Raise your hands.

Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Pay tribute to the late rapper, Biggie Smalls.

R.I.P. to Tupac
Pay tribute to the late rapper, Tupac.

Nigga roll that good shit
Roll high-quality cannabis.

You wanna dance let's dance, nigga, I'll take you to da prom
Let's dance, but don't mess with me.

I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
I'm carrying a gun but I'm relaxed.

Nigga my mamma made a baby boy the hood made a man
My mother gave birth to me, but the environment I grew up in shaped me.

My first fourteen grams took that and made a grand
I turned my first small amount of drugs into a substantial profit.

I do this you knew this I told you pussy
I'm skilled and experienced, as I've told you before.

Your fate your death date ill fucking come for you pussy
If you cross me, I'll come after you and you won't survive.

Have you like ei-ei-uh oh after the forty-four blow
You'll be stunned and disoriented after getting shot with my weapon.

I get low they say I go like a pro
I'm skilled at evading law enforcement.

It's a rap when I'm dosing
I'm in the zone when I'm dealing drugs.

You smoked like a roach
You're weak and disposable.

You been clapped then in fact there's no coming back from that
Once you've been shot, there's no turning back.

I'm the last of my breed
I'm the last of a dying type of gangster.

No henny no weed
I don't need alcohol or marijuana to be dangerous.

Just my vest and my semi
All I need is my bulletproof vest and my semi-automatic gun.

In the back of that Bentley
I'm driving a luxurious car.

I'M nos and I'm bras
I'm sneaky, always watching and waiting.

See I'm there and I'm gone
I'm always in and out, leaving no trace.

Cause my loyals is strong
My loyalty to my friends is unwavering.

And my money here is long
I'm financially successful.

So when I'm right I'm right
When I'm correct, I'm confident of it.

And when I'm wrong I'm right
Even if I'm wrong, I'm still right.

Ill hit your ass up right
I'll shoot you with precision.

Nigga it's nighty night
You're going to sleep forever.

Hey yo I'm higher than a pilot, man
I'm extremely intoxicated.

I'll cut your body, man
I'll harm you physically.

Beat the case I lied on a polygram
I got out of trouble by lying during a lie detector test.

These O.G's talk about back in the days
Old gangsters talk about the past.

I have an R.I.P. sign on your Myspace page
I've caused your death and posted a tribute on your social media page.

I'm your top eight nigga
I'm one of your closest friends.

Drop eight nigga
I'm dropping eight bars in this rap.

G.C.T. coupe its sour grape nigga
I'm driving a fancy car and smoking strong weed.

I'm an ape nigga, a gorilla in the mist
I'm a dangerous and powerful gangster.

I hold weight nigga, my connect gots bricks
I have large quantities of drugs and my supplier has even more.

I wear gold, you wear platinum, we still got the same cars
We may wear different jewelry, but we still have the same luxuries.

Same house and still fuck the same broads
We live together and share women.

Dreams of fucking an R&B bitch
I have aspirations to have sex with an R&B artist.

Yeah you look good girl but get your teeth fixed
You're attractive, but you need dental work.

I'm the Teflon don boy I get busy
I'm untouchable and always active.

Ur legs too strong doing sex with pretty Ricky
You're skilled at sex with a famous R&B artist.

760 drive by, light tint
I committed a drive-by shooting in a car with tinted windows.

With two hoes in the whip looking like flip
I had two women in the car with me, looking stylish.