Luyện nghe bài hát Touch the Sky

Niggas try to show me and history Arab
You try to shit on me and make
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 dress to
I make it so you dressed to die, the guy
If he try and take the and (testify)
Yeah buddy boy him into Buddy Lee
With four dirty niggas in ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you fight triggas
Drunk off light liquor light (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
say "you little bastard you"
"Look man all gonna 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 just what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can they ain't used to you

on the floor, guns on the wall
If there's money to make then I'm makin' a
on my chain, weed in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 pits in the
Handlin' biz, cameras all the crib
You broke and can't it
To count this much money you enough stamina
Some went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and
Makin' money and makin' it fast
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 start it
Rollin' one up and I'm it
Got so much juice you could the shit
Shout out to J
He rock Louis shades
We all get paid
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 shit, you's 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 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 what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can they ain't used to you

Shit, I'm high
You bug it, where's the
Dibble out the bag, put the rest
Fonzarelli flow, the cool'll die
Ask me if I'm stoned, when am I not?
Rollin' up, you tryna hit L' or nah?
Uh, coped another Rollie, I was pressed for
TNT up, but we don't talk to swine
Send the corner pies, since ?
Breakin' nights, blowin' blunts on
you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & Wayne tour
I was with the pounds, got like 8 off
Eatin', clean the plate off, They only hate 'cause they
First class nigga, make a before the takeoff
Uh, fuck a label, 'less it's Black
Indie but I'm that major
It's still the other side
never nothin' 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 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 they ain't to you