Diamond Style - 6am in Seattle lyrics

ARTIST: LUCE LUTU SONG: 6AM in Seattle Okay, I'm comin down, super fly Very cloudy flight, fam, I hope they cleared the runway Takin off gettin' high, and who can blame me for gettin' sweeted on a Saturday afternoon That kush sweeter than a satsu-ma Be gettin pissed caused we reaking up the back room Ah man, I'm feelin' like a billion bucks Kush fire, dealer whippin' in fire truck Yeah buddy, I hope u flying with me Red, red wine I'm drinking that strictly She brought the white, her friends rollin up the sticky Got a problem with my belt, stewardess can you a**ist me? Uhh, okay im settled in, I'm good now Got no foundation but she want me to lay the wood down It sounds good and I think Im gonna follow thru Why not be yourself please tell me what is stoppin' you? Cause Aubrey did it mane he wasn't supposed to And Abel did it mane but he wasn't supposed to The whole World will tell you that you not supposed to So be very careful when those limits be approachin' you Kids they grow up put there hands in the cookie jar Reminisce thick clouds fillin' up a smokey car Game and ‘Ye said it girl, "you wouldn't get far" By “f**ing with a dude like me,” but here you are so um We can keep flying on this fly plane Or watch Planet Earth, Life, or some other high thangs Yeah you know, sweeted chillin' on my Netflix I'm into this new girl but I'm thinking about my next hit Moms real worried think im living too wreckless I'm a hustler Ma and you know I can't help it (Mama!) Huh, you know the drill, lay back So while I have you here hear I'd like to say, "what up world?" Two thumbs for the camera and the homie with the dime sack I'm banking on this party, please tell me where the dimes at Tell me where the dimes at I'm bankin' on this party Please tell me where them dimes at Tell me where the dimes at Banking on this party please Tell me where the dimes at Tell me where the dimes at I'm banking on this party please Tell me where the dimes at You know its red wine in my mixture Its blue weed in my spliffa She lean n I might kiss her Them texts say'n I miss ya Them texts saying come back home I'm here now so lets roll I fight hard I ride hard I die hard Khal Drogo The city been sleepless My people party every night They going to need this These new sounds of my life And middle finger to f** boys critiquing on my flow Die slow And they don't know that she keep Askin' if I am fine or am I doin' great? Well I been writing rhymes tryna move some real estate Tryna get my mama in a place lil' closer to the lake (mama!) All I try to do is grind, keep motivated and create Can you understand me on that mental? I've been grindin all day all night this ain't accidental Blowin' up was consequential My grind last year polar opposite of gentle And they wonda why that foot up on ya' I know some bad bad b**hes down in california Yeah, but I be grinding every f**in' night I be working easy 6 hours past mid-night Man Im mobbin'.. Im f**in' goin' in I promise that Won't stop till I'm at the top of where this mountain at Yeah, 'cause in about twelve months I'm blow this thang open and cop my f**in' range rover Barely sober when I'm coming off the top Did it again And I came up on the scene They questionin' the kid Where you from? who you with? What you be reppin'? And I tell lay back let me fill you in I'm from that Seatown, but half my family in the 808 I played ball, graduated high school in the zero-eight Had a lot of dreams I chased em all from a kid Now just postin smokin talkin bout the dopest sh** we did Man thats motivation! Imma tell u that, that's real sh** Why I been on my grind since 89 baby way back! Oh yeah, cause I'm back up in the f**in' layer They know that I can ball, before I dropped they were like, "Yo Player" When you drop it make em f**in' feel it {f**in' feel it} When you drop it make em f**in' feel it {f**in' feel it} When you drop it make em f**in' feel it {f**in' feel it} Oh man they gon f**in feel itt!! Place it twice so you know it's real Create & be real Museum season We in here Raw fangers Lu n lux we out