[Intro]
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And you say, New York City!
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Uh-huh
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Put your hands together
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Young!
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Uh-huh
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Yeah, uh-huh
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Yes! (Yes!)
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[Verse 1]
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Im from the 80s
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Home of the her-on
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Era of the hustlers, uh
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The world is my custies
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New Rich Porter
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The way I flip quarters
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Front on all these other rap artists, but me
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Momma was a mink wearer, Papa ran numbers
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So its plain to see where my whole plan come from
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American dream, Im living the life still
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Way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill
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Still Im grinding, Army jacket lining
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40 Below Timbs on, getting my Ms on
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My best friends gone
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I seen bad days, still find songs that I hear him on
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Getting my Mary J. Blige “Reminisce” on
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I hear his voice in my mind like, “Nigga, live on”
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So I get on that fly shit I been on
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Spin on corners in Enzo with rims on
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But for info, puffing on Endo-Nesia
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Give me amnesia
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I ease up, that right, Im high, nigga
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I want the sky
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The world when Im done
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Im give it to my sons
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Let em live it up, split it up, switch it up, uh
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6s kitted up – man, I did it up, done
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The rest of my belongings belong in the Hall of Fame
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A list of hits next to all my names
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I came
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[Bridge]
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(Woo!) Uh-huh (Gyeah)
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I want the sky, baby
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I want the sky, baby
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[Verse 2]
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If the sky should fall
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And it all goes tomorrow, and they foreclose on the house
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And auction off all my cars
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Dont cry for me, Argentina – I mobbed the Bimmer
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Took trips abroad, got mobbed in Sardinia
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In Ibiza, I had pizza in the club
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Ladies know Im that guy, they wanna piece of my love
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Now they wanna do your boy like Mike in his prime
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“Billie Jean – the goddamn boy aint mine”
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And the Roc break up, had the people losing hope
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Cant lie, they had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes
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Now Im back in the go mode, back in the go-gos
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Throwing the diamond up, repping the logo
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Rose gold, Rosé flow, Im okay though
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What dont kill me makes stronger than before, so
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“Here we go” – and Im not Domino
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When it “All Falls Down,” Im like Kanyes jaw – I might break, but I dont fold
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‘Til I hold the sky in my hand – yeah, thats my goal
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And then I bid you Freddy Adu
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Prodigal Child, yall not ready for the fu-ture, ture
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Then I disappear in the Bermuda Triangle
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My name will be viewed as such
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Heres to the man who refused to give up
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I want the sky, nigga – chuuurch
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[Outro]
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I want the sky, baby
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I want the sky, baby
