Luyện nghe bài hát Touch The Sky

Niggas try to me and make history Arab
You try to shit on me and 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 yeah I to kill
I it so you dressed to die, bless the guy
If he try and take the and (testify)
Yeah buddy boy turn him Buddy Lee
With dirty niggas in some ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you can't triggas
Drunk off light liquor light (na da da da)
In the wintertime but I got the warm
out showin' out, the top gone (na-na-na)
I do I have to do
say "you little bastard you"
"Look man they all laugh at you" (ha ha ha)
You wifed it in public, fuck it, you like it, I it
disgustin', I'm disgusted, don't wanna 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 they used to you

Pounds on the floor, on the wall
If there's money to then I'm makin' a call
Blood on my chain, in the jar
in the air, 2 pits in the yard
Handlin' biz, all over the crib
You and can't stand it
To count this much money you need stamina
went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and them
Makin' this money and it fast
Rollin' a joint and I'm makin' it
my Gang, ain't no fakin' it
Drivin' my car like it ain't got no in it
Now both my cribs got a in it
Had my own swag, you start it
Rollin' one up and I'm it
Got so juice you could taste the shit
Shout out to J
He rock them shades
We all get stupid
I ball, let's hoop
Got one, need two of rings
Look at me, see I'm doin' my
I'm tryna up my sushi game
Old shit, you's a lame

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 they ain't used to you

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

Shit, I'm extra
You bug it, where's the
Dibble out the bag, put the rest
flow, the cool'll never die
Ask me if I'm stoned, when am I not?
Rollin' up, you tryna hit L' or nah?
Uh, another 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 & tour
I was Hitler with the pounds, got 8 off
Eatin', clean the off, They only hate 'cause they lost
class nigga, make a flight before the takeoff
Uh, fuck a label, 'less Black Label
Indie nigga but I'm major
It's still fuck the side
never lettin' ride
Roofless shit, the bitch
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 they 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 used to you