Ibn Inglor - Colors lyrics

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Colors all around us, colors up above

The sky is turning grey, but how long I’m fin to take the full skies show me love

Love, scary as the size

Cop, cop, laying in the ferris,

Falls in the song till the song like a seris

Blasting niggas up yeah, blasting niggas up

Give it up, give it up

Told my mom I would never get too comfortable

Never tell a lie, but never

Never was a sign, that if you said it

You would do it so,

I guess I fucking lied, how it feels to get by

How it feels to get high, fill it up, fill it up

Put the weed in the blunt, blow it strong, give a fuck

No not one, no not none, no not sum

I’m the motherfucking one bitch

Pulling bitches damn quick, down with the flow

Hella bum with the clothes

Know I’m lieing yo, women hear my line like I’m lieing

Cause I’m lieing though

Never tell the truth, I feel the devil would approve

Heaven sent but never repenting my fellows

With the soul margellas in the booth

Changing weathers in the room

God, my niggas die slow until hell gaze

Grace me with the dream so I never see them hell gaze nigga

Colors all around us, colors up above

The sky is turning grey, but how long I’m fin to take the full skies show me love

Love, scary as the size

Cop, cop, laying in the ferris,

Falls in the song till the song like a seris

Blasting niggas up yeah, blasting niggas up

I pull those guns and those triggers, blowing, blowing,

I’m in I kill em, kill em, all for my niggas

Bless the hearts of the victims

Blood clod caught hard to the feeling

Nah, all for my chillin, bitch I’m carved from the realest is

Hard as the genesis, the mar but the yar and the car full of women friend

Off to the Pentagon, gone, gone off tic tac with a bomb

Hit the bomb, getting strong, for every blunt

Billy bong reassureance, renaisance of the art of Da Vinci

50-50 pride up, far far from Kreashawn

Cause my bitches wear nothing to bind

And we binding, throwing bulls hard in the marsh pit

808 small lit, I’m sick as all eyes in, heartless, this girl is so carcass

Blazing never racist nigga, never give a fuck because age will never phaze a nigga

Gone ... before we shame a nigga, bitch!

Colors all around us, colors up above

The sky is turning grey, but how long I’m fin to take the full skies show me love

Love, scary as the size

Cop, cop, laying in the ferris,

Falls in the song till the song like a seris

Blasting niggas up yeah, blasting niggas up

Wicked rhymes, many times I supply,

Getting laugh feel the wrath, feel the vibe

On to the throne, feel alone, let it loan

I would rise to my own, fucking hand out in the sonaries...

Mama paid, I’ma make it it, I’m a slave

I’ma work, I’ma blaze, now that ain’t you but a curse

And it says, any fucking thing I kill

Any fucking thing, with a verse, many secrets...give a fuck about

Anything green, I get splurge

Feel the homies with the dream I deserve

Feel the urge to be many fucking kings

Versace things...on the scene

I’m rocking jeans I deserve, and grinding harder than her

Many colors, different bitches, detention is bout to break in

I feel it so I’m away, with a couple of this zan

I feel it so I’ma take charge

Different colors above us that live in great arts, nigga.