Fallen Stars Flying - Original Song From Between The World And Me
Heavy gold chains and velours, body language boss
On this highly dangerous course between the streets and up north
Carti' specs, pray the angels direct my walk
I just talked with big homie up in federal court
He was double-crossed, nowadays stayin' real is a loss
'Cause cowards prey on niggas with good hearts
So I pray for them, they violate this way
I got the K for them, but I refrain from doin' Shaitan's work
We doin' wrong, taking our face off Earth
Black victory, I envision Tiffany blue coupes
Angels pop out the hood like "poof", Black youth
What's the science? Man, we the fallen stars flyin'
Black youth, flyin', fallen stars
Black youth, fly-flyin', fallen stars, flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof"
Now-nowadays, stayin' real is a loss (So I pray for them)
Black youth, flyin', fallen stars
Black youth, fly-flyin', fallen stars, flyin'
Black youth (Fly high, fly high), fallen stars, flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof" (So I pray for them)
When you a strong, stand-tall soldier
They lean on you, expectin' you not to fall over
Like you never feel pressure, like you made of steel
So I absorb your pain, I like to see you chill
But the shit start weighin' on me
Liftin' you up without a day off, homie
It's gettin' hard, plus the haters on me
I met a young queen, the little girl asked for my autograph
She said my verse from "Black Girl Lost" made her find her way
She said she got tatted wings on her back
So when she want she can fly away
Black youth, flyin', fallen stars
Black youth, fly-flyin', fallen stars, flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof"
Now-nowadays, staying real is a loss (So I pray for them)
Black youth, flyin', fallen stars
Black youth, fly-flyin', fallen stars, flyin'
Black youth (Fly high, fly high), fallen stars, flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof" (So I pray for them)
(Pray for them)
(Pray for them)
(Pray for them)
(Pray for them)
Black youth
Fallen stars flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof"
Now-nowadays, stayin' real is a loss (So I pray for them)
Black youth, fallen stars
Black youth, fallen stars
Black youth, fly high, fly high
Angels pop out the hood like "poof" (So I pray for them)
On this highly dangerous course between the streets and up north
Carti' specs, pray the angels direct my walk
I just talked with big homie up in federal court
He was double-crossed, nowadays stayin' real is a loss
'Cause cowards prey on niggas with good hearts
So I pray for them, they violate this way
I got the K for them, but I refrain from doin' Shaitan's work
We doin' wrong, taking our face off Earth
Black victory, I envision Tiffany blue coupes
Angels pop out the hood like "poof", Black youth
What's the science? Man, we the fallen stars flyin'
Black youth, flyin', fallen stars
Black youth, fly-flyin', fallen stars, flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof"
Now-nowadays, stayin' real is a loss (So I pray for them)
Black youth, flyin', fallen stars
Black youth, fly-flyin', fallen stars, flyin'
Black youth (Fly high, fly high), fallen stars, flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof" (So I pray for them)
When you a strong, stand-tall soldier
They lean on you, expectin' you not to fall over
Like you never feel pressure, like you made of steel
So I absorb your pain, I like to see you chill
But the shit start weighin' on me
Liftin' you up without a day off, homie
It's gettin' hard, plus the haters on me
I met a young queen, the little girl asked for my autograph
She said my verse from "Black Girl Lost" made her find her way
She said she got tatted wings on her back
So when she want she can fly away
Black youth, flyin', fallen stars
Black youth, fly-flyin', fallen stars, flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof"
Now-nowadays, staying real is a loss (So I pray for them)
Black youth, flyin', fallen stars
Black youth, fly-flyin', fallen stars, flyin'
Black youth (Fly high, fly high), fallen stars, flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof" (So I pray for them)
(Pray for them)
(Pray for them)
(Pray for them)
(Pray for them)
Black youth
Fallen stars flyin'
Angels pop out the hood like "poof"
Now-nowadays, stayin' real is a loss (So I pray for them)
Black youth, fallen stars
Black youth, fallen stars
Black youth, fly high, fly high
Angels pop out the hood like "poof" (So I pray for them)
Credits
Writer(s): Nasir Jones
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