Hands To the Sky

So we put our hands up like the ceiling gone
We put our hands up like the ceiling gone
Yea we put our hands up like the ceiling gone
Smoke til the feeling gone
It was a tough year I know you feel me dawg
Didn't think we'd make it out holla if ya hear me y'all
Hella niggas chasing clout some of us was born to ball

So we put our hand up got my styrofoam cup just living
On a roll like I can't stop winning
Try to pray to god but I can't stop sinning
Gotta focus on myself I was down I was tripping
But lately I been in my bag now
Had to get to the riches so I could put the rag down
Roll it up like charming yea my shit don't look so bad now
I had to learn my lesson

So we put our hands up like the ceiling gone
We put our hands up like the ceiling gone
Yea we put our hands up like the ceiling gone
Stack it to a million
Grab yo best friend
And just put yo hands up like the ceiling gone

I'm stacking cash to the sky like the motherfuckin ceiling gone
Throw them bands up show me what you really on
Said she love to party told her this gon be yo favorite song
We goin up don't know how I'm finna make it home
But that's okay we living with no regrets
Twenty twenty was the worst so we gon make this one the best
Ain't got nothing on my mind so let me get this off my chest
Just put up ya fuckin hands from the east to the west like
Grab yo best friend
Put yo hands in the air if that's yo best friend
Yea we put our hands up like the ceiling gone
Smoke til the feeling gone
It was a tough year I know you feel me dawg
Didn't think we'd make it out holla if ya hear me y'all
Hella niggas chasing clout some of us was born to ball

Put ya hands to the sky
So we put our hands up yea

So we put our hands up like the ceiling gone
Stack it to a million grab yo best friend
And just put yo hands up like the ceiling gone