Ribbons by Damo Lyrics
[Intro]
Unh. Unh. Philly. Save Yourself. Unh. Uh
[Hook]
Yesterday I saw a ribbon in the sky
I'm just trying to keep it vivid in these rhymes
I still got love for all my niggas on the grind
And we all still living just to die, right?
I just wanna make it out of Philly
I just wanna make it out of Philly
I just wanna make it out of Philly
I just wanna make it out of Philly
[Verse 1]
Girl forgive me for that night I had a long day
One mistake will have them taking shit the wrong way
Plus all them side bitches dropped, all that playing stopped
Girl imma take it to the top, baby stay and watch
Blue-eyed owls, for you I'd vow
To switch it up, you got a nigga stuck, wow
Scared to say a word now, I'm out of character
Trying to keep up a barrier that got me looking scared of her
I don't do this "Damn, I like her.." shit a whole lot
Ain't trying to wife a chick, man I just like to get these hoes hot
And with that said I close that book, and only you know how exposed I look
Back to rapping tho, my first love never broke a nigga heart
They say if we don't see the finish, you ain't focused from the start
Make my mark, I just hope this art open shit apart
Walk through the gates, illuminate my folks thats in the dark, cuz
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Some of my homies on the corner never knew
An alternative they could do so they earning it from the stoop
Learning that from the music I turn in that they can reach
Got knowledge, maybe College, ain't gotta be in these streets
Ain't trying to preach, economy got Obama looking
Kind of weak, I don't vote so, sheesh
My nigga P believe the beast will be released
And each of us will be a feast so he can eat, right, unh
Illuminati got these demons on a leash
But your third eye is blind, you don't see that in the streets, naw
I'm just trying to keep the peace, free my nigga Black
And get this income, never let them send my nigga back
And may my niggas pack the stadium when it's my time
And let me recognize I'm in it, God, when it's my prime
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I just want to make it out of Philly
Where niggas be smoking laced with open cases and it's chilly
In December man, winters cold, summers burn
Moneys earned, and in turn
Niggas turn to triggers, spit and then reload
I'm just trying to give em soul in my songs
I'm just trying to give my all in my bars
Rebel with a cause, slap the devil wit a cross
Raise the level on the treble, probably never sell at all
Fuck it, I do it for my niggas, stuck in bad conditions
Cooking in the back of the kitchen to make a living
Long division, then conquer before collision
Ain't trying to go to College, Mama ain't know the vision
This rhyming can get me pole position
Listening to oldies with the homies, sitting
Hoping we can get up out of Philly
Unh. Unh. Philly. Save Yourself. Unh. Uh
[Hook]
Yesterday I saw a ribbon in the sky
I'm just trying to keep it vivid in these rhymes
I still got love for all my niggas on the grind
And we all still living just to die, right?
I just wanna make it out of Philly
I just wanna make it out of Philly
I just wanna make it out of Philly
I just wanna make it out of Philly
[Verse 1]
Girl forgive me for that night I had a long day
One mistake will have them taking shit the wrong way
Plus all them side bitches dropped, all that playing stopped
Girl imma take it to the top, baby stay and watch
Blue-eyed owls, for you I'd vow
To switch it up, you got a nigga stuck, wow
Scared to say a word now, I'm out of character
Trying to keep up a barrier that got me looking scared of her
I don't do this "Damn, I like her.." shit a whole lot
Ain't trying to wife a chick, man I just like to get these hoes hot
And with that said I close that book, and only you know how exposed I look
Back to rapping tho, my first love never broke a nigga heart
They say if we don't see the finish, you ain't focused from the start
Make my mark, I just hope this art open shit apart
Walk through the gates, illuminate my folks thats in the dark, cuz
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Some of my homies on the corner never knew
An alternative they could do so they earning it from the stoop
Learning that from the music I turn in that they can reach
Got knowledge, maybe College, ain't gotta be in these streets
Ain't trying to preach, economy got Obama looking
Kind of weak, I don't vote so, sheesh
My nigga P believe the beast will be released
And each of us will be a feast so he can eat, right, unh
Illuminati got these demons on a leash
But your third eye is blind, you don't see that in the streets, naw
I'm just trying to keep the peace, free my nigga Black
And get this income, never let them send my nigga back
And may my niggas pack the stadium when it's my time
And let me recognize I'm in it, God, when it's my prime
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I just want to make it out of Philly
Where niggas be smoking laced with open cases and it's chilly
In December man, winters cold, summers burn
Moneys earned, and in turn
Niggas turn to triggers, spit and then reload
I'm just trying to give em soul in my songs
I'm just trying to give my all in my bars
Rebel with a cause, slap the devil wit a cross
Raise the level on the treble, probably never sell at all
Fuck it, I do it for my niggas, stuck in bad conditions
Cooking in the back of the kitchen to make a living
Long division, then conquer before collision
Ain't trying to go to College, Mama ain't know the vision
This rhyming can get me pole position
Listening to oldies with the homies, sitting
Hoping we can get up out of Philly