Sacred

[Intro: Millyz]
Most my homies in the grave or doin' state bids
That shit keep me up at night
Sap is on the beat

[Chorus: Millyz]
I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it
Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred
Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids
I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it
I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it
Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred
Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids
I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

[Verse 1: Millyz]
Yeah
System wanna clip your wings don't wanna see you fly
They wanna take your drive from you like a DUI
But we live like sky's the limit till we meet the sky
I pray dem angels'll protect me if dem demons slide
California dreaming in these B&Bs
Pistol under the pillow for the B and Es (On my soul)
You know we move them supplements like GNC
Model bitch gimme brain like she got 3 degrees (Blanco)
Chain cold, this shit like 3 degrees
Told my youngins if they clip me ''slide you don't need to grieve''
And my gang know I got em till eternity
School of hard knocks only killers in my fraternity (S.P.E.D. life)
Can't understand how y'all be out here with no urgency
I got a good heart but life brought out the worst of me
Underdog said I wouldn't make it took it personally
Fred socks in '04, it ain't no cursin me, Blanco

[Chorus: Millyz]
I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it
Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred
Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids
I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it
I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it
Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred
Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids
I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

[Verse 2: Styles P]
Pour a lil' bark out or some dark out
No longer running when the narcs out
Feeling lost, light a candle up
Lost a lot of homies asking God what he plan for us
I know tonight could be the last one
So if I'm in the whip, it's a fast one
Gotta know where to go when the cash come
Gotta know how to act when the flash come
Now that's a picture or gunshot
I ain't got to picture a gunshot
That is really unfortunate
But I know the streets, figured how to be a boss in it
I'm feeling lost but they said I made it
They say I'm shining but I'm feeling jaded
They say I'm lit, but I'm feeling faded
So now I meditate on this shit that's sacred

[Chorus: Millyz]
I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it
Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred
Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids
I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it
I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it
Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred
Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids
I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it