Skyzoo - In Love With Living lyrics

While I'm watching everybody watching my 1-2
My shit is butter so I
Kicks that off the humble i keep my head
Both of them where if you come through
You get knowledge
Give knowledge and then our run is through
I'm comfortable but I'm drained
I feel one in the same if that makes sense
And your kind can't blend in with
Mine if you play the fence
My pain wish it was quick to see
But hid it under gold chains
For all your disbeliefs, like this is me
When it happened it never bothered me
Kept 'em on
Badge of honor for you and yours to see
My squad and me was cashing out
On who we wanted to be
If I was Shawn then A was
Ty Ty, arms in reach, that's all I need
'cause where we from got valleys and peaks
Black holes and glass roads
To carry your dreams
Happy to leave cause off the
Way that we was raised
Ain't no maybes in this lane
Aspirations took the wheel and we
Became who we portrayed
'illing for Currensy
Saw BIG's road and yea it worried me
But my zip code need to be worry free
So I forget all that I knew
Convenient amnesia
But, I do remember how you looked
Seeing me with the Jeter's
Suites at the hard rock, see ya later
Sneaking outta STK
Paparazzi on they're way up
This way the only way you'll be
Apart is if you're made
And we can have a pleasant
Time sipping Ace of Spade, what you say?

My mind is infested with black excellence
That black out Range Rover
Looking like Precious and I
Channel my inner mid 90's for the Lexus'
Where throwing a wing on the back
Came off as heaven sent
God forgive us for all our harsh intentions
Our heroes was up the block and
Gorgeous cars was with them
My heart raced at the thought
When they was busting a U'ey the
Long way by the court
My innocence disappeared
I'm living within the glare of
The shines that we saw
And now my vision is impaired
With all these blinders on you guessed it
Manifested in intangible goods
And believe day after day I
Still stand where I stood
Rather die enormous than live dormant
That's how we on it
You remember us as living up
To what they was talking true this
These streets schooled us to
Spend our money foolish
The sneaker man and the jeweler
Was running thru us
Pause, I stepped it up another
Level like the looters
When the duplex is loaded and
The drivers are the shooters
We pray at night like "may
The hype be a-alikes"
My PR's is cuffed over my Foams
They're laying right
For the win, for the now and forever
The outcome is mu'fuckas won't ever forget us
Dirty hands with dirtier plans
Cuz we need checks
But, I'm connected to Gayle King over at CBS
You see me stressed right?