3 Minutes W Ski Video (MV)

Send me down, they say let's talk about your future
Skiing man is how you know that cause he run around with shooters
You get played, I'm talking bout game over, no we don't do it
Hit that, and then that, you know you love the way I do ya

He ain't doing shit he say he do, I know that for a fact
All my killers fresh, reload the chopper, don't be spending back
Knowing seconds anything could change, so why would I relax
Riding through the land with hella benches, black truck like a scat

War to hand, I'm big on what they saying, I know they gon' hate
Who gon' say you when your savers gone at, they can't say today
Know I miss you Rio, you know that I'm spending through the gates
Wish we talked before you left, I started rapping, it's too late

Feel the pain when I walk in the room, but that's a different day
All my life feelers been stuck, and I can't seem to move the plates
They found out your little and you ain't moved, so let's go get em baked
My bitch is bad when I get frat, right put that in her face

I don't know the real, but I know I can see real from the hate
He was head down on the block, lil bro didn't know he got a race
Told his momma he gon' make it out, guess Satan took his faith
She wake up turn on the news, and show her son was DOA

I thank God cause I know I do wrong, but I'm gon' make a way
Coulda showed my cards a while ago, but that just wasn't the plate
But for damn you better run your route, or get put in the grave
All the way we steady going up, so bet you can't be saved

They say it get hard when you up top, well I'm up to the chase
Niggas really slamming, let me know so you get out the way
Bout my DOA, but don't think this jail gon' creep up in your face
Sometimes I sit in my room, and just think bout me in the bank

Sometimes it get dangerous up in my head, and I can't think
I black out if I ain't got my drugs, I'm sorry this is me
Put my feelings out, and niggas say that I ain't run this beat
You can judge me, but I'm looking deep in life, I'm doing me

Flaws and fiction made the real, just find the one and you will see
I'm not a rapper, just an artist who can walk on any beat
Say I'm bad like Michael, I know I ain't bad as Billie Jean
Say you love to ski, check out the guys, you might like what you see

I've been chilling, had to sit me down like three minutes with Ski
I'll be taking three, I promise you go blow away, see
They've been quiet when I hit the stage, they jump from out they seat
Screaming Jay Ski, you the greatest, niggas hate cause they ain't me

I can feel what he was like, damn man, I forgot how I gotta be
This what y'all been asking for, my four was pushing straight to sleep
I've been locked in, I don't wanna f*ck, bae, catch me on the cheap
Trying to prove the world to last, and Jay Ski coming from the streets

We done run out of time, out now, everything's been feeling dope
I've been battling with the trips, but I feel it's been taking long
Know I'm bad about myself, so I can write and make these songs
Love the drugs, too much, felt like a thug when I just felt alone, game