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Touch the Sky (feat. Wiz Khalifa & Smoke DZA)

Killa

Niggas try to show me and make history Arab

You try to shit on me and make history

You history!You got to love the guy

In God I trust, he trusts in I

When I get high it feel like I (touch the sky)

And yeah I dress to kill

I make it so you dressed to die, bless the guy

If he try and take the stand and (testify)

Yeah buddy boy turn him into Buddy Lee

With four dirty niggas in some ugly tee's (na-na-na)

And despite figures, you can't fight triggas

Drunk off light liquor light niggas (na da da da)

In the wintertime but I got the drop warm

Snowin' out showin' out, the top gone (na-na-na)

I do what I have to do

They say "you little bastard you"

"Look man they all gonna laugh at you" (ha ha ha)

You wifed it in public, fuck it, you like it, I love it

Butt disgustin', I'm disgusted, don't wanna discuss it

Look me eye-to-eye, we could go eye-for-eye

But pardon, I'm puffin' on (la-la-la)Reach out and (touch the sky)

Look up and (touch the sky)

Smoke a blunt and (touch the sky)

Can anybody (testify)

We just doin' what we usually do

Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't used to youPounds on the floor, guns on the wall

If there's money to make then I'm makin' a call

Blood on my chain, weed in the jar

Weed in the air, 2 pits in the yard

Handlin' biz, cameras all over the crib

You broke and can't stand it

To count this much money you need enough stamina

Some went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and them

Makin' this money and makin' it fast

Rollin' a joint and I'm makin' it last

Reppin' my Gang, ain't no fakin' it

Drivin' my car like it ain't got no brakes in it

Now both my cribs got a safe in it

Had my own swag, you start takin' it

Rollin' one up and I'm facin' it

Got so much juice you could taste the shit

Shout out to Juicy J

He rock them Louis shades

We all get stupid paid

I ball, let's hoop today

Got one, need two of them rings

Look at me, see I'm doin' my thing

I'm just tryna up my sushi game

Old school shit, you's a lameReach out and (touch the sky)

Look up and (touch the sky)

Smoke a blunt and (touch the sky)

Can anybody (testify)

We just doin' what we usually do

Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't used to youReach out and (touch the sky)

Look up and (touch the sky)

Smoke a blunt and (touch the sky)

Can anybody (testify)

We just doin' what we usually do

Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't used to youShit, I'm extra high

You bug it, where's the pesticides

Dibble out the bag, put the rest aside

Fonzarelli flow, the cool'll never die

Ask me if I'm stoned, when am I ever not?

Rollin' up, you tryna hit this L' or nah?

Uh, coped another Rollie, I was pressed for time

TNT pullin' up, but we don't talk to swine

Send the corner pies, hustler since ?

Breakin' nights, blowin' blunts on Morningside

While you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & Wayne tour

I was Hitler with the pounds, got like 8 off

Eatin', clean the plate off, They only hate 'cause they lost

First class nigga, make a flight before the takeoff

Uh, fuck a label, 'less it's Black Label

Indie nigga but I'm that major

It's still fuck the other side

never lettin' nothin' ride

Roofless shit, roof the bitch

see if she can (touch the sky)Reach out and (touch the sky)

Look up and (touch the sky)

Smoke a blunt and (touch the sky)

Can anybody (testify)

Uh we just doin' what we usually do

Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't used to youReach out and (touch the sky)

Look up and (touch the sky)

Smoke a blunt and (touch the sky)

Can anybody (testify)

Uh we just doin' what we usually do

Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't used to you

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