[Verse 1: Xavier Wulf]
Sittin' on the sky
I am high up like things that fly
You could say I'm that guy
But then again maybe not
I am chillin' and gettin' by
We hustle then smoke out
I doubt if we run out
I am out swervin' about
To street from to my house
My brother got me an ounce
She quiet but smokin' loud
I like when she blow O's
I am cold Colorado
That's where I left my soul
I'm new because they old
While some do what they told
I kill before control
Its taking from a hoe
My teeth forever gold
A man that has a goal
I smoke along the road
Let truth thy soon be told
For dark could let you go
But then where would you go?
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