Luyện nghe bài hát Touch the Sky

Niggas try to show me and make Arab
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 yeah I 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 in some ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you can't fight
off light liquor light niggas (na da da da)
In the but I got the drop warm
Snowin' out showin' out, the top (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 it, I love 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 doin' what we do
Nah Cam, I can tell they used to you

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

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 ain't 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 tell ain't used to you

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