Luyện nghe bài hát Touch The Sky

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

You got to the guy
In God I trust, he in I
I get high it feel like I (touch the sky)
And I dress to kill
I make it so you dressed to die, the guy
If he try and the stand and (testify)
Yeah buddy boy turn him into Lee
With four dirty niggas in ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you can't fight
Drunk off light light niggas (na da da da)
In the wintertime but I got the warm
Snowin' out showin' out, the top (na-na-na)
I do what I to do
They say "you bastard you"
"Look man all gonna laugh at you" (ha ha ha)
You wifed it in public, fuck it, you it, I love it
Butt disgustin', I'm disgusted, don't discuss it
me eye-to-eye, we could 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 just doin' what we do
Nah Cam, I can they ain't used to you

Pounds on the floor, guns on the
If there's money to make I'm makin' a call
Blood on my chain, in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 pits in the
Handlin' biz, cameras all over the
You and can't stand it
To count this much you need enough stamina
Some went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and
Makin' this money and it fast
Rollin' a joint and I'm makin' it
Reppin' my Gang, no fakin' it
my car like it ain't got no brakes in it
Now my cribs got a safe in it
Had my own swag, you start it
Rollin' one up and I'm it
Got so much juice you could taste the
out to Juicy J
He rock Louis shades
We all get stupid
I ball, hoop today
Got one, need two of rings
Look at me, see I'm my thing
I'm just up my sushi game
Old shit, you's a lame

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
a blunt and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We just doin' 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 just what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they used to you

Shit, I'm high
You bug it, the pesticides
Dibble out the bag, put the rest
flow, the cool'll never die
Ask me if I'm stoned, am I ever not?
Rollin' up, you tryna hit L' or nah?
Uh, coped Rollie, I was pressed for time
TNT up, but we don't talk to swine
Send the corner pies, hustler ?
Breakin' nights, blowin' on Morningside
While you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & Wayne
I was with the pounds, got like 8 off
Eatin', the plate off, They only hate 'cause they lost
class nigga, make a flight before the takeoff
Uh, fuck a label, it's Black Label
Indie but I'm that major
It's still the other side
never lettin' 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 just doin' what we do
Nah Cam, I can tell 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 doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't to you