Keith Mack - Live in the Sky lyrics

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Keith Mack - Live in the Sky lyrics

[Intro: T.I.] What's happenin' man? This TIP, you know? I'd like to dedicate this song to anybody who done ever lost somebody To the grave, to the streets, to the jail cell... I done been in situations where I done had to cope with all three, you know What I'm sayin? I feel the only thing I ain't done yet is die, you know? But it ain't how I live while I'm here, it's how I live when I leave, ya dig? [Hook: Jamie Foxx & TIP] (Life's ups and downs they come and go) But when I die, I hope I live in the sky All my folk who ain't alive, I hope they live in the sky Pray to God when I die, that I live in the sky (It's true what goes around, comes back you know) So when I die I hope I live in the sky All my folk who ain't survive, may they live in the sky Tell God, I wanna fly, and let me live in the sky [Verse 1] My cousin Toot ain't have to die, right in front of his son and his wife He lost his life struggling over a gun Give a damn what he done, that's my muhf**in folk And I love that n***a to d**h, no muhf**in joke I can feel my eyes fillin, the Lord is my witness If I catch him, I'mma k** him, I made it my business Back in the day, you stayed in my business Taught me I ain't have to incorporate yay in my business Coincidentally, that's why today you not wit me My cousin died over some yay, and I miss him Plus he at his family house, let's say she the eye witness But her boyfriend did the shootin, judge gave a life sentence I heard that, now I'm dressed up in all black Shot up the whole apartment, she still ain't brought back The best friend I had in Jamel, I lost that Guess ya d**h was a lesson in life, it taught me that [Hook] [Verse 2] Know they say a n***a go to jail and sleep til day 2 Well that's how sick I was when Jay-Ru Found out the hard way, that when powder that they were tootin Overdose on h**n, died at 22 If you ain't heard about your daughter, she smile just like you So cute, even resorts to violence like you You know your baby momma loose, but ha, what can you do And I got 4 myself, yuh, it's been a few Now everything I do is for King, Messiah, Daysia, Demani Tell the Lord they all I've got, so please don't take them from me From me standin in the trap, with carryin this here cap Laughin at the n***as who serve with no strap Tell them n***as, man, y'all trippin with no maps Get robbed, and thats the part of my pistol ain't no help Me, you, the crew just fell out over dough and a lil crack Never could apologize, you died, that's why they say that [Hook] [Verse 3] I bet you n***as think I'm livin it up Til you see polices laughin as they pickin me up Went from seeing how many b**hes I could fit in the truck To three hots and a cot, is you kiddin or what? f** how many millions I got, n***a, so what if I'm hot When I got prices on my head, feds rushin my spot A million haters want me dead, forced to carry a gat "But you's a seven-time felon, what you doin wit that?" It's a Catch-22, either you lose or you lose That's the way the game structured, for real, n***as to suffer And I ain't neva been a buster, always stood on my feet Like a man prepared to take whatever coming for me A p**y n***a or polices with a warrant for me I'm a G, prepared to die for what's important to me Look anybody in the eye who say he want it wit me Put up the house and bet the odds if it's comin' from me Ol G's say I need to learn to be patient You telling me with these seven years of probation Pistol charges and a host of other open cases If n***as only knew the kind of time I was facin' I try to keep it to myself, but sometimes I couldn't take it Got four kids, the smiles on they faces Mean more to me than my crown and my bracelet Take that away from me, and my life is bu*t naked [Hook] [Outro] Hey man I'd like to dedicate this song to my cousin Toot Alejandro Tremell Morgan I miss the sh** out you my n***a I'd also like to dedicate this to my homeboy Jay-Ru Jamar Hendrix what's happenin'? Also my partner Bankhead, ???, what it is n***a, P$C for life, and d**h And my lil' homeboy Poncho, and my lil' homeboy Rico I shed tears writin' this song homeboy That's real talk man

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