EST Gee – Sky Dweller Lyrics
Sky Dweller Lyrics by EST Gee
‘Cause of you, this, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1] I don’t get tired of thuggin’, I’ma be on this ’til judgement
They told me leave the streets alone to rap, but I wasn’t budgin’ (FOREVEROLLING)
Might shoot you in your head, this b-tch look dead, it ain’t no tusslin’
This beef started with chopper, chop kept duckin’, we hit your cousin
Can’t no niqqa say he hoed me or owed me, they made attempts
They heard Gee just get sh-t killed, I put a hundred on ’em like Wilt
They can’t handle us, we stiff, ain’t no smilin’, shakin’ hands
They say you ratted, we revokin’ pa$$es, bro might fire like dragons
Niqqas backwards, I don’t take sh-t for granted, we take sh-t for ransom
See how much you really love your family, ’cause of you, this happened
[Chorus] Ain’t no big doggin’ me, niqqa, I’m a Rottweiler
I used to serve one niqqa two bricks, it cost a Skydweller
Ask about the island, boy, we sent sh-t to the hospital
They all talk that murder sh-t, but niqqas really shoplifters
Hold your Rollie up if you ain’t been involved in cop business
Keep your Rollie up if you a hustler, I’m tryna shop with you
Hold your Rollie up if you self-made, ain’t got no big dog
Keep your Rollie up, you ever touched a brick of fentanyl, yeah, yeah
They want one mil’ for lil’ Kayda, know I’m comin’ to get you, baby
Know my heart might get me killed, so risks, I’m takin’
We don’t never write no statements or give tips, we don’t f–k with bacon
I done trapped across the nation, I’ll take it back to the basics
I serve white and brown, I ain’t racist, die for attention, I’ll make ’em famous
Better stay in my good graces, call, you sayin’ your dog ain’t make it
Blood addictive, I can taste it, we beat all our murder cases
[Chorus] Ain’t no big doggin’ me, niqqa, I’m a Rottweiler
I used to serve one niqqa two bricks, it cost a Skydweller
Ask about the island, boy, we sent sh-t to the hospital
They all talk that murder sh-t, but niqqas really shoplifters
Hold your Rollie up if you ain’t been involved in cop business
Keep your Rollie up if you a hustler, I’m tryna shop with you
Hold your Rollie up if you self-made, ain’t got no big dog
Keep your Rollie up, you ever touched a brick of fentanyl, yeah, yeah