Head To The Sky Lyrics By Wiz Khalifa
I got my ear to the streets, head in the sky
**** wanna hate I don't understand why
I'm just tryna get money
And have the whole world remember me
So touch mine and become a memory
I got my ear to the streets, head in the sky
**** wanna hate I don't understand why
I'm just tryna get money
And have the whole world remember me
So touch mine and become a memory
They ain't heard about me? Well, look they gotta be dead
With no soul in they body cause this how I lives
We middle finger cops like who y'all rolling on
Straight conversation, I ain't with that holding on
You see me, ho, I'm gone, yeah, that's that way I roll
And ten Patrón shots, I'm way outta control
Just like a bad defender I'm way out of my zone
And this is what I tell 'em
Uh, like what the fuck you yelling 'bout
This music shit'll be the only time I'm selling out
No, I can't tell you shit, your phone play crazy
I keep them Magnums, I ain't trying to hear that's Kev's baby
Baby, I'm on my grizz', a couple shooter kids
I guarantee you hear some shots
You fuck with narco Wiz
Bet you be knockin' this, I can't get knocked with shit
You hear me knockin', cops comin', ****, let me in
I got my ear to the streets, head in the sky
**** wanna hate I don't understand why
I'm just tryna get money
And have the whole world remember me
So touch mine and become a memory
I got my ear to the streets, head in the sky
**** wanna hate I don't understand why
I'm just tryna get money
And have the whole world remember me
So touch mine and become a memory
You see I'm flyer than a bitch, drunk like a mother fuck
High as a kite, 'bout to roll me up another one
Bought a couple stacks so whole team came to blow somethin'
Shawty, why you shaking like that? Gonna show somethin'
Young but I'm stuntin', know I stay bossed up
Ho, I got game, fuck around and get crossed up
She ain't believe me, so I did her like hot sauce
Left her in the wind and her friend got knocked off
A lot of **** gettin' mad
'Cause I'm out here makin' large amounts of paper
But it ain't gon' stop
I'm either on the road gettin' money or the lab with Kev Tha Hustla
Sledgren, Lonnie and my **** Young Knock
Gettin' stupid cash, call this a dumb knot
I'm livin' that life, little ****, you're not
Instead of talkin' 'bout me could be gettin more gwap
Bitch, I got mines, you should get yours, you dug?
I got my ear to the streets, head in the sky
**** wanna hate I don't understand why
I'm just tryna get money
And have the whole world remember me
So touch mine and become a memory
I got my ear to the streets, head in the sky
**** wanna hate I don't understand why
I'm just tryna get money
And have the whole world remember me
So touch mine and become a memory
Keep my ears to the streets, head to the sky
**** keep hatin', man, they must wanna die
Mad 'cause I get it and they hate that I'm fly
My shoes say Gucci, that 745
I'm all about the money, you could see it in my eyes
I'ma always keep it real, I ain't never told a lie
Your boy speak the truth every time I spit a rhyme
Keep my finger on the trigger, keep the paper on my mind
PGH where I'm from, **** stay on the grind
My city ain't safe, **** stay clappin' iron
412, we on the map now, baby
And money off music, spittin' raps all crazy
Still rollin' blunts, yes, I stay hazy
The 'Lude 8 sticks, now my eyes all lazy
I'm a real ****, so how could ya hate me?
King of the Pitt, so why try to play me?
I got my ear to the streets, head in the sky
**** wanna hate I don't understand why
I'm just tryna get money
And have the whole world remember me
So touch mine and become a memory
I got my ear to the streets, head in the sky
**** wanna and hate I don't understand why
I'm just tryna get money
And have the whole world remember me
So touch mine and become a memory
