Reach for the Stars (feat. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)

Twinkle, twinkle
Twinkle, twinkle

Might as well reach for the stars way up in the air where you belong
Might as well reach for the stars
Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

Yeah, my path been clear, the bottom, been there
My plate, gon' share, my grind, took years
I've faced my fears, I've passed my peers
I've switched them gears, they in the rear

Goin' hard, there no stoppin' him, every day, gotta thank God again
Money really ain't no problem, nigga talk crazy, gon' ride on him
Niggas turn they back then they wanna be on your side again
Nigga keep it G like alphabet, we ain't tryna be on the ground

Better go for the gusto, way up on the rack, my muscle
I'm a get mine's, it's always been cutthroat
Ten toes to the ground, I must blow, on my way up, but I do this for us though
Whatever you set your mind to you can do that, do that
On the ground full-time, I shine 'cause I'm puttin' in work, nigga true that, true that

Ain't it funny how the world go round? Ain't nothin' new to me under the sun
If I did it, Wiz did it, Kray did it, player, put it up on Bone you can get you some
Just take that "can't" up outta your vocab, you so bad
Tell the world that you can, can, little man, man, you gon' land

Might as well reach for the stars way up in the air where you belong (twinkle-twinkle, reach for the stars)
(Twinkle-twinkle) might as well reach for the stars (reach for the stars)
Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah (reach for the stars)
Might as well reach for the stars way up in the air where you belong (twinkle-twinkle, reach for the stars)
(Twinkle-twinkle) might as well reach for the stars (reach for the stars)
Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah (reach for the stars)

Reach for the stars, why not go Mars?
We go way too hard, y'all niggas still in cars, no limit, the galaxy ours
Shakin' these suckers like gravity, to the bottom they constantly grabbin' me
Let 'em know, straight face, y'all niggas can't fuck with Kray, but I'm on the brand-new wave

And I know that these niggas beneath me, keep 'em beneath me, mane
Keepin' the heat, niggas is creepin', I gotta keep the thang (keep the thang)
They don't wanna see me shine, but the nigga's so sick with the grind (grind)
And they don't wanna see Kray high, so high, I'm scrapin' the sky (sky)

Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone (yeah), it's that thuggish, ruggish, Bone
Just like I keep my gun on me, I keep my hustle on
I know what I'm worth, and I ain't wrong, bet I'm in a betterment
I bet I'm in a zone, tellin' me I better take a cut and I'll be gone

Currency, I finna reach for the stars, but don't you worry me
Currently, the future of this music starts to worry me
That's all y'all, all y'all, all y'all
Cannabis, Sativa, and Wiz Khalifa y'all

Might as well reach for the stars way up in the air where you belong (twinkle-twinkle, reach for the stars)
(Twinkle-twinkle) might as well reach for the stars (reach for the stars)
Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah (reach for the stars)
Might as well reach for the stars way up in the air where you belong (twinkle-twinkle, reach for the stars)
(Twinkle-twinkle) might as well reach for the stars (reach for the stars)
Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah (reach for the stars)

Tell me how far is that you see, I'm in another galaxy
Fuck Scotty, I'ma beam you up then back down, check this reality
So that give 'em a full dose of ambition, that's ammunition
That click and that clack don't stop, it's that drug I'm cookin' in the kitchen

How many pounds a day? Maybe get few keys of yay
Y'all heard, but they sound like they say, y'all fuck around, they don't play
E'ry day, it's a special occasion, e'ry day, it's a celebration
E'ry day a brand-new creation, e'ry day got a brand-new hater

Rewind-rewind, you can get the state of mind and then never give in to it, speak into existence
Put more weight on the best life, live relentless (relentless)
Do the mo', do the most, and if I'm close, I never think lose
Never think lose, not this dude, and if it comes 'round to it, do it

Stand in my way, and I'ma show how we do it, do it
Thugs us no play, no conscience, leave 'em all clueless
I do this, do this, go against the goal, need I say? That's foolish
Rope-a-dope style on the ropes, better than me then prove it

(Twinkle, twinkle)
(Twinkle, twinkle)
(Twinkle, twinkle)
(Twinkle, twinkle)

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Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Henderson, Steven Howse, Stanley Howse, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Eric A. Dan, Bryon A. Mccane Jr., Mcculloch Reid Sutphin, Charles Scruggs Jr., Michael Lohmeier
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