Sacred

Lyrics

[Intro: Millyz] Most my homies in the grave or doin' state bids That shit keep me up at night Sap is on the beat [Chorus: Millyz] I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it [Verse 1: Millyz] Yeah System wanna clip your wings don't wanna see you fly They wanna take your drive from you like a DUI But we live like sky's the limit till we meet the sky I pray dem angels'll protect me if dem demons slide California dreaming in these B&Bs Pistol under the pillow for the B and Es (On my soul) You know we move them supplements like GNC Model bitch gimme brain like she got 3 degrees (Blanco) Chain cold, this shit like 3 degrees Told my youngins if they clip me ''slide you don't need to grieve'' And my gang know I got em till eternity School of hard knocks only killers in my fraternity (S.P.E.D. life) Can't understand how y'all be out here with no urgency I got a good heart but life brought out the worst of me Underdog said I wouldn't make it took it personally Fred socks in '04, it ain't no cursin me, Blanco [Chorus: Millyz] I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it [Verse 2: Styles P] Pour a lil' bark out or some dark out No longer running when the narcs out Feeling lost, light a candle up Lost a lot of homies asking God what he plan for us I know tonight could be the last one So if I'm in the whip, it's a fast one Gotta know where to go when the cash come Gotta know how to act when the flash come Now that's a picture or gunshot I ain't got to picture a gunshot That is really unfortunate But I know the streets, figured how to be a boss in it I'm feeling lost but they said I made it They say I'm shining but I'm feeling jaded They say I'm lit, but I'm feeling faded So now I meditate on this shit that's sacred [Chorus: Millyz] I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it