Doves Fly

[Verse 1: Fred The Godson]

Free Mo, Feds had to free Jason

Early 90s, uncle free basin'

Mid 90s, Pippen had to D Mason

The bricks was fire, color Sanaa Lathan

And now we applied the supply, fiends tired of waitin'

Anything 8 and up, have 'em wide awaken

Think to take the cut, wonder what the buyer's makin'

Tank top, one bedroom, the pies is bakin'

I'm sittin' here waitin', the soda wet

Cocaine cowboy, Aikman, Novacek (woo!)

I'm on a strip while he cook a key

I load up half of the clips, what up Pusha T (what up Pusha?)

Tell Malice I got that Khaled: the best

Send the fiend to the moon, Alice

I'm movin' that Ralph Cramden

Raise the price of the grams then, shit

[Chorus: Fred The Godson]

Shit, maybe I'm just like my pops

Maybe them birds will make it off the block

But, this is what it sounds like when doves fly

This is what it sounds like when doves fly

Maybe I'm just like my mother

Maybe I'll make it with the butter, I'm from the gutter

This is what it sounds like when doves fly

This is what it sounds like when doves fly

[Verse 2: Pusha T]

Tell 'em rock-a-bye baby like a lullaby

Watch a Prince turn to king like When Doves Cry

Purple Rain almost had me in a mug shot

Purple tops, I was sellin' 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 VIN, shit was different then

BBS is on a bitch gave it a different spin

Turn 2 in a 5 with a different blend

My Panamanian connect had a different skin, yuugh!

Fast forward to the present day

Money tie hoe down like a Chevrolet

Every block another notch upon my resume

Now I'm gettin' rap money with the better yay

[Chorus: Fred The Godson]

Maybe I'm just like my pops

Maybe them birds will make it off the block

But, this is what it sounds like when doves fly

This is what it sounds when doves fly

Maybe I'm just like my mother

Maybe I'll make it with the butter, I'm from the gutter

This is what it sounds when doves fly

This is what it sounds when doves fly

[Verse 3: Fred The Godson]

They came for the candy

That's why I got work in the telly like Jamie and Fancy

Beretta in the leather from Delancey

Connect the city crab fish she put together with some scampi

Some niggas sellin' halves for ten, they can't be

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

Tints on the Camry, headin' to the boondocks

Came a long way from 12-12's in the tube socks

Heard a story about someone starting with 2 rocks

2 years later, he carryin' 22 blocks

I had to stash near the boiler

Night time playin' the moon, a Houston Oiler

I brought the raw 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

(With the water...)

[Chorus: Fred The Godson]

Maybe I'm just like my pops

Maybe them birds will make it off the block

But, this is what it sounds like when doves fly

This is what it sounds when doves fly

Maybe I'm just like my mother

Maybe I'll make it with butter, I'm from the gutter

This is what it sounds like when doves fly

This is what it sounds like when doves fly