Max Minelli Louisiana Sky
[Verse 1]
I thought I made it but I only took baby steps
From where my brain was at when the 80's left
I promise you a n**** life is a crazy mess
My mind gone and I think I can still remember the day he left
People that love a n**** say they hope I pray he blessed
And all my haters be like 'fuck him and I pray he's stressed'
My big homie died and to this day I pray he rest in eternal peace
A victim of these B.R. streets
I spill my guts on these B.R. beats
That's where my pain and my hustle meets
And have shootouts over money and art
My brain be at war with my heart
The devil shot me for my soul like that shit can be bought
I teach that real n**** shit like that shit can be taught
They won't listen
Young n****s don't respect nuttin' but television
So when my neck and my wrist and my rims glisten
That's when they all pay attention
[Chorus]
And sometimes I ask God why
Lookin' at the Lousiana sky
Why the fake n****s live and the real n****s die
Underneath the Lousiana sky
Man, sometimes I wipe tears from my eye
Lookin' at the Lousiana sky
All I can do is stay fly, Lord knows I try
Underneath the Lousiana sky
[Verse 2]
My woman don't trust me, she think I'm cheatin' on her
But she love a n**** when I'm downtown eatin' on her
Plus [?] salt me down on the slick
The type of n**** hide his hands when he throw a brick
Now I feel played and she feels betrayed
We try'na to fix this shit, this situation that we made
On top of that, I try'na to focus on my paper
Swallowin' my pride feel like eatin' a skyscraper
I can't cope, I feel like I'm slangin' dope
Peepin' out my window, paranoia keepin' me woke
And for three and a half hours I was catching my knees
God keep my spirit at ease while I'm catching my z's
Please, I seen a lot for a n**** this young
Chronic migraine, headaches and a collapsed lung
Just a couple thangs a n**** shook back from
It's a everyday struggle, I can't relax none
[Chorus]
And sometimes I ask God why
Lookin' at the Lousiana sky
Why the fake n****s live and the real n****s die
Underneath the Lousiana sky
Man, sometimes I wipe tears from my eye
Lookin' at the Lousiana sky
All I can do is stay fly, Lord knows I try
Underneath the Lousiana sky
[Verse 3]
I stay fresh to death, but that's so irrelevant
Same closet I hang up my clothes, I keep skeletons
I used to wonder why God bless dirty n****s
And for me to win is like I had to fight thirty n****s
One hand behind my back, five thirty in the morning
Doin' shows in a ratchet club behind a stack
I used to feel bad, now I'm numb to the world
The only thing that make me smile is my baby girl
Most of my n****s reup, most of my n****s lie
Lookin' me dead in my eyes without no reason why
I feel like there's n****s in my life that's bringin' me down
Deep inside, but I love 'em to death so that's why I keep 'em round
Now that's sad
But that's a fact of life all I can see is in front of me is up for grabs
They settin' traps
Using money and cars to bait, duck n****s in
Stupid n****s fall for that, time and time again
[Chorus]
And sometimes I ask God why
Lookin' at the Lousiana sky
Why the fake n****s live and the real n****s die
Underneath the Lousiana sky
Man, sometimes I wipe tears from my eye
Lookin' at the Lousiana sky
All I can do is stay fly, Lord knows I try
Underneath the Lousiana sky