Sky's Zone

Good morning, good afternoooon, good evening Nah, nah. I ain't like that Yea Good morning, good afternoooon, good night Good night Been dealt a hand that most can't deal But still, I trip my worth Like Anna Mae, gon' have to eat the cake And elevate to greatness Sky's the limit when your vision first Find your purpose; never let 'em taint it Just chase the cabbage, good habits established Stash the savings. Something for the babies A rainy day, and any crazy nigga tryna take it Loaded bangers hid within my reach That's necessary when you get a piece Shots are ranging in to cave him in These envious ties'll lay a man When all you did was speak Now all you do is sleep The coffin posturepedic Vaughn Greene be glad to see it Just business boomin' throughout Edmondson and Alameda I watch my back, re-up a pack, I'm paranoid But not distracted, nigga I gotta take breather and relax Recoup a Queen and settle, max potential Bare a few this fruit from all we went through Still continue through the pressure, stress, depression It's all inherent; our ancestors fought to bring us blessings With ALL that be, the American Dream ain't meant for you and me So many Rest In Peace Divided by color blinds, so most of them can't see We are one united They don't like it; prolly kill me cause I'm too insightful That's history on repeat Try to break the spin The Cynical Perfectionist ain't resting shit until I'm dead Let's get it! Good morning, good afternoooon, good evening Nah, nah. I ain't like that Yea Good morning, good afternoooon, good night Good night Good night