Luyện nghe bài hát Touch the Sky

Niggas try to show me and make history
You try to shit on me and history
You history!

You got to the guy
In God I trust, he in I
When I get high it like I (touch the sky)
And I dress to kill
I make it so you to die, bless the guy
If he try and the stand and (testify)
Yeah buddy boy him into Buddy Lee
With four niggas in some ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you fight triggas
off light liquor light niggas (na da da da)
In the wintertime but I got the drop
Snowin' out out, the top gone (na-na-na)
I do what I to do
They say "you little you"
"Look man they all laugh at you" (ha ha ha)
You it in public, fuck it, you like it, I love it
Butt disgustin', I'm disgusted, don't discuss it
Look me eye-to-eye, we go eye-for-eye
But pardon, I'm on (la-la-la)

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you

Pounds on the floor, on the wall
If there's money to then I'm makin' a call
on my chain, weed in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 pits in the
Handlin' biz, cameras all the crib
You and can't stand it
To this much money you need enough stamina
went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and them
Makin' this money and makin' it
Rollin' a and I'm makin' it last
my Gang, ain't no fakin' it
Drivin' my car it ain't got no brakes in it
Now my cribs got a safe in it
Had my own swag, you takin' it
Rollin' one up and I'm it
Got so much juice you taste the shit
out to Juicy J
He rock Louis shades
We all get stupid
I ball, hoop today
Got one, need two of them
Look at me, see I'm doin' my
I'm tryna up my sushi game
Old school shit, a lame

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't to you

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you

Shit, I'm extra
You bug it, where's the
Dibble out the bag, put the rest
Fonzarelli flow, the never die
Ask me if I'm stoned, when am I ever
up, you tryna hit this L' or nah?
Uh, coped another Rollie, I was pressed for
TNT pullin' up, but we don't to swine
Send the corner pies, hustler ?
Breakin' nights, blowin' on Morningside
While you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & tour
I was Hitler with the pounds, got 8 off
Eatin', clean the off, They only hate 'cause they lost
First class nigga, make a flight before the
Uh, fuck a label, it's Black Label
Indie nigga but I'm that
It's still the other side
lettin' nothin' ride
Roofless shit, roof the
see if she can (touch the sky)

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
Uh we doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can they ain't used to you

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
Uh we just what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you