Touch The Sky

Touch The Sky - Cam'ron/Wiz Khalifa (維茲·卡利法)/Smoke DZA

Killa

Niggas try to show me

And make history Arab

You try to sh*t 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

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"

You wifed it in public

F**k 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 you

Pounds on the floor

Guns on the wall

If there's money to make

Then I'm makin' a call

Blood on my chain

W**d in the jar

W**d 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 sh*t

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 sh*t you's a lame

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 you

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 you

Sh*t I'm extra high

F**k 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

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 and 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 ni**a

Make a flight before the take off

F**k a label 'less it's Black Label

Indie ni**a but I'm that major

It's still f**k the other side

Never lettin' nothin' ride

Roofless sh*t roof the b**ch

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)

We just doin' what we usually do

Nah Cam

I can tell they ain't used to you

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 you