ThoVo - Ribbons lyrics

[Intro] Unh. Unh. Philly. Save Yourself. Unh. Uh [Hook] Yesterday I saw a ribbon in the sky I'm just trying to keep it vivid in these rhymes I still got love for all my n***as on the grind And we all still living just to die, right? I just wanna make it out of Philly I just wanna make it out of Philly I just wanna make it out of Philly I just wanna make it out of Philly [Verse 1] Girl forgive me for that night I had a long day One mistake will have them taking sh** the wrong way Plus all them side b**hes dropped, all that playing stopped Girl imma take it to the top, baby stay and watch Blue-eyed owls, for you I'd vow To switch it up, you got a n***a stuck, wow Scared to say a word now, I'm out of character Trying to keep up a barrier that got me looking scared of her I don't do this "Damn, I like her.." sh** a whole lot Ain't trying to wife a chick, man I just like to get these hoes hot And with that said I close that book, and only you know how exposed I look Back to rapping tho, my first love never broke a n***a heart They say if we don't see the finish, you ain't focused from the start Make my mark, I just hope this art open sh** apart Walk through the gates, illuminate my folks thats in the dark, cuz [Hook] [Verse 2] Some of my homies on the corner never knew An alternative they could do so they earning it from the stoop Learning that from the music I turn in that they can reach Got knowledge, maybe College, ain't gotta be in these streets Ain't trying to preach, economy got Obama looking Kind of weak, I don't vote so, sheesh My n***a P believe the beast will be released And each of us will be a feast so he can eat, right, unh Illuminati got these demons on a leash But your third eye is blind, you don't see that in the streets, naw I'm just trying to keep the peace, free my n***a Black And get this income, never let them send my n***a back And may my n***as pack the stadium when it's my time And let me recognize I'm in it, God, when it's my prime [Hook] [Verse 3] I just want to make it out of Philly Where n***as be smoking laced with open cases and it's chilly In December man, winters cold, summers burn Moneys earned, and in turn n***as turn to triggers, spit and then reload I'm just trying to give em soul in my songs I'm just trying to give my all in my bars Rebel with a cause, slap the devil wit a cross Raise the level on the treble, probably never sell at all f** it, I do it for my n***as, stuck in bad conditions Cooking in the back of the kitchen to make a living Long division, then conquer before collision Ain't trying to go to College, Mama ain't know the vision This rhyming can get me pole position Listening to oldies with the homies, sitting Hoping we can get up out of Philly