Out 2 The Sky

And I’d be lying if I said my head always reaching out to the sky
Every nigga a star, said Sly
I read the lines I redefined myself by
I’m reaching out the same hands in which I cry
I split my brothers up a piece of the pie, cause it’s fat enough
Point out all her imperfections ion think she know she bad enough
But best believe, she gon’ leave, the second she think she say she had enough
And I remember wishing I would’ve died, in that accident
I was fed up I had had enough
Remember sharing that air mattress when we ain’t have enough
Now I’m up 40
Now I’m up 50
Now up I’m 60, and look who fucking with me, man I can’t brag enough
And I remember they said I wasn’t hood, ‘cause my pants ain’t sag enough
I remember thinking I was too good to ever pack it up, my nigga