Lyrics Skyscrapers - Hoosier

Gang on my line
Got this bitch on my line too
Oh damn she fine but
Her sister is fine too
Combin through the memories of us
Just like a fine tooth
You on my mind but oh never mind you
Don't think about it
I'm running out all my mileage
I'm runnin out all my gas
Just waiting for you to pass through
Maybe it's time for me to find a new hobby
I'm tweakin I'm off the roxys
Running naked through the lobby
Woah keemo sabi
Kick it wit my niggarochis
Will I fuck it up probably
Still gon have the bitch top me
Fuck everything up
If I kill myself do it sloppy
Shoot myself through the cheek
And I end up talking like Tyson
Letter to you I write it
Really I hope you like it
Really kill any nigga you fuck with and get indicted
Never get too excited
Over little things no mo
Really feelin the lows
Time been movin slow
If hell real gimme a spot next to satan
Fuck it take em
I'll fuck around and go replace em
I wanna take her
Break up and Bill gates her
Like I got paper
Like you look better wit no make up
That was rude I get it
Come wit me get your percentage
Tell me a move I'm wit it
She gave me fake digits
This a speaker knocker
My heart in a locker
Gotta tell you proper
Come take off my boxers

Even through the worst of days babygirl don't you worry bout me I'm fine
Wonder on the rainy days do you think about me do I cross your mind
Oh oh
We can go up to the tallest building the one that scrapes the sky
If we jump off this bitch together a helluva way to die
Oh ohh