333 555 ft. $kaggs Lyrics

(Throwing up Threes and Fives)

Pullin' up with Yung $kaggs, throwing up 3's and 5's

Talkin' to the angels

Angels talkin' back, I'm certified

I can make the sun shine and make the birds fly

I can make the earth turn while I light the herb on fire

I got that bird's eye, third's eye

Grindin 'til it's all mine

Told you the first time, living like I die tonight

Get me out my zone, I wish you could

I wish you would try

Eating good and its no more mama's stir fry

I don't mind it that I'm waiting

Bitch I'm patient with my dimes

Banger after banger, government told me to stay inside

But fuck the G-O-V it seems to be all a disguise

Young inside the scene and I can see through all the lies

Tired of giving my love to all these people

They gon stab you in your spine, that love ain't equal

Creating visions through my easel

They don't wanna choose no good

They choose the lesser EVIL

Pullin up with Yung $kaggs, throwing up 3's and 5's

Talkin to the angels

Angels talkin back, I'm certified

I can make the sun shine and make the birds fly

I can make the earth turn while I light the herb on fire

Out in LA with my brother, throwing 3's and 5's

Growing up inside the 4 I had to compromise

I don't trust that girl, I know she'll end up switching sides

I just dusted off the shelf, the trophies miles wide

Live 'til I die and when I die

Ima fly on a private jet to take me to the animated sky

Never work a 9-5

Threes and Fives up on my side

Running out of options while I'm running out of time

Top back

Bottom 6, silver shining

Tall stacks

No fear, I'm the pilot

Lonely soldier walking down a yellow brick road

Demons stay approaching but they'll never take my soul

If you thinking that I trust you, you'll be dead in the grave

If the world ends, it wouldn't matter today

I don't want your help, I only wanna help myself

Angels talking back to me so I don't even stress

Pullin up with Yung $kaggs, throwing up 3's and 5's

Talkin to the angels

Angels talkin back, I'm certified

I can make the sun shine and make the birds fly

I can make the earth turn while I light the herb on fire

Out in LA with my brother, throwing 3's and 5's

Growing up inside the 4 I had to compromise

I don't trust that girl, I know she'll end up switching sides

I just dusted off the shelf, the trophies miles wide

If you thinking that I trust you, you'll be dead in the grave

If the world ends, it wouldn't matter today

I don't want your help, I only wanna help myself

Angels talking back to me so I don't even stress

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