Doves Fly - Fred The Godson, Pusha T

Free Mo, feds had to free Jason

Early 90's uncle free basin'

Mid 90's Pippin had to beat Mason

The bricks were fire, colors annihilating

And now applied the supply feeds tide wavin'

Anything aching up, had a lot of waking

Think to take the cut wonder what’s the buyer making

Tank top, one bedroom, the pie is bakin'

Sitting here waiting, soda wet, cocaine cowboy, Aikman, Novacek

I’m on a strip while he cook a key

I load up half of clips, what up pusha T (warrup pusha)

Tell Malice I got that Khaled: the best

Send the fiend to the moon, alice

I’m moving that Ralph Cramden

Raise the price of the grams then

Shit, maybe I’m just like my pops

Maybe them birds will make it off the block

But, this is what it sounds when doves fly

This is what it sounds when doves fly

Maybe I’m just like my mother

Maybe I’m making whip and butter, I’m from the gutter

This is what it sounds when doves fly

This is what it sounds when doves fly

Tell them rock-a-by baby like a lullaby

Watching prince turn to king like when doves cry

Purple rain almost had me in the mug shot

Purple top I was selling out my drug spot

One stop shop had a special knock knock

We stepped on every square shit was hop scotch

We was young, we ain’t care we make the block hot

The first Benz I ever bought was from a chop shop

Had a different V.I.N.

shit was different then

BBS is on a bitch gave her a different spin

Turn 2 in a 5 with a different blend

My Panamanian connect had a different skin

Fast forward to the present day

Money tie ho down like the Chevrolet

Every block another notch upon my resume

Now I’m getting rap money with the better Ye

Maybe I’m just like my pops

Maybe them birds will make it off the block

But, this is what it sounds when doves fly

This is what it sounds when doves fly

Maybe I’m just like my mother

Maybe I’m making whip and butter, I’m from the gutter

This is what it sounds when doves fly

This is what it sounds when doves fly

They came for the candy

That’s why I got work in the telly Like Jamie and Fancy

Beretta in the leather from the Manci

Connect the city crab fish she put together with some scampi

Some niggers selling halfs for ten, it can’t be

Been on the block way too long, I’m Marcus Camby

Tints on the Camery, hand to the boondocks

Came a long way from 12−12's in the tubes socks

Heard a story about someone starting with 2 rocks

2 years later, he carrying 22 blocks

I had to stash near the boiler, night time playing the moon, a Houston Oiler

Or the?

to ya, had this diesel fiend, tying up both of his arms,

ultimate warrior

My connect’s friend get it from the border

They reservoir dogs, I just get end up with the water

Maybe I’m just like my pops

Maybe them birds will make it off the block

But, this is what it sounds when doves fly

This is what it sounds when doves fly

Maybe I’m just like my mother

Maybe I’m making whip and butter, I’m from the gutter

This is what it sounds when doves fly

This is what it sounds when doves fly