NoCap - Flags To The Sky (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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NoCap - Flags To The Sky (en) Lyrics
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I told him, "I don't know, I
don't love, now, I'm just gon'
stay real, I'ma stay me"
Flags to the sky, this for
my BaBa, say I miss you
Hope you got your prayer beads,
I been prayin' for you,
just know I'm with you
And I would lose it all, after everything
we been through (Oh)
Anywhere we shoot it out, how
the fuck can I just forget
you? (Bap, bap, bap)
Double cup, I'm poured up
Spent two hundred K, I'm frozed up
Bless him with a fifty ball
even though he ain't never
let me hold nothin'
Bangin' real hard like a bounty hunter
Real right, sex, money, murder
Tryna split you, wish we
gon' zip the bitch
We don't never stop 'til
we murk somethin'
You can have my heart whole
No, we don't do no splittin',
like who you kiddin'?
You treatin' me bad like
I done done somethin'
Straight from my cell block,
hot box in a Rolls
Where them birds out, it's the safest
I done camped out where it was vacant
I done broke plenty hearts
without a code
Straight up out that dope hole
I'm not from Indianapolis, but I
spent two thousand on one coat
My niggas in the streets, throwin'
signs, but they ain't protesting
My nigga murder for some diamonds,
catch a body for some baguettes
Too many niggas died on that
same block, I'm standin'
My head up to the sky while
my roof panoramic
I be wantin' to talk to God, soon
as He call, I don't answer
I got real life problems, I'm tryna
stay up off them cameras
I ain't goin' back broke, and
I ain't sellin' my soul
Told you it is what it is,
I ain't say I'm sorry
Came from apartments
I got niggas in that cage
like Jeff Hardy
I be wantin' to talk to God, soon
as he call, I don't answer
I got real-life problems, I'm tryna
stay up off them cameras
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