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Grey

Album cover art for "Grey" by Travis Scott

Travis Scott - R&B, Pop

Grey

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August 18, 2014.

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[Chorus: Travis Scott & Sean Kingston] We wake up when the sun goes down Neighbor says the smell's too loud Ridin' in my old-school thing Shotgun with my old-school babe So wake me when the sun goes down Tonight's my last night in town I pledge to a flag so grey No matter what time, the skies are grey [Verse 1: Travis Scott] Ooh, around this time, was starving, no Ramadan Yeah, might've robbed you blind, you, you, you, your dad and moms Yeah, keep that in mind, fear two things, being broke and dying Yeah, jump your ass inside, LSD, come take this ride No A-C-I-D, how you get your ass inside Yeah, take one peek at me, you might get lost in my mind Yeah, fuck that college shit, that scholarship, let's hypnotize (Grey) Yeah, ooh (Uh) [Chorus: Travis Scott] We wake up when the sun goes down Neighbor says the smell's too loud Ridin' in my old-school thing Shotgun with my old-school babe So wake me when the sun goes down Tonight's my last night in town I pledge to a flag so grey (No matter what time) No matter what time, the skies are grey [Bridge: Travis Scott] (Grey) Yeah, oh (Grey) Yeah (Grey) Yeah, oh (Uh-huh, grey) The sky is grey (Grey) Mmm-mm-mm (Grey) Mmm-mm-mm (Grey) The sky is grey (Uh-huh) Woah (Grey) Yeah, yeah (Grey) Woah (Grey) Yeah, yeah (Uh-huh) The sky is grey Yeah, yeah, the sky is grey Mmm, ooh (Grey) [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Might be the last time I trip I know I said this shit last time, but damn, I never had a trip like this Who knew a threeway on freeway Can trip with three hoes to a six-way? Ain't gotta finesse out the midway So Bird can wrap birds in that Ben-Gay No more, goddamn And pops never gave me shit But pops ain't raised no bitch I swung, I missed, he swung, he hit, then I hit that ditch Raised in a town where they looked so good outside like it ain't that serious My nigga got dumb years doing dumb shit Locked up in the car, had to pull a gun quick Killer tatted on his face, leaked to his conscious Now he stuck in a cell, know he feeling nauseous The nigga so good, he was so cold Another lost kid, Mo City soul [Outro: Travis Scott] The sky is grey, woah, go Mmm, mmm, yeah

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