Touch The Sky
(Jewelryboy)
Got to thank God that I'm here
I've been through a lot, and I ain't shed a tear
Labels want to sign me, it's been only a year
They stab my back for clout, I can't trust my peers
Lookin' up to God, 'cause I know he hears
Wax got me all the way up to the ceiling
Talk all the shit you want, I ain't got no feelings
Roll me up some dope, we going to touch the sky
All the shit I say in my songs, promise you it's no lie
Whenever I get sad, I make a track about it
Laughin' at my grind? I ain't faded about it
Huh, havin' you by my side, you don't know how it felt
Yeah, puttin' a smile on my face, they don't know the demons that I dealt with
Fuck it, now it's B.B. Simon my belt
Can't waste my time on a bitch, I got a bag to get
Buy me a new crib and a AP, then you know I'm set
Workin' hard for this shit, you better show me respect
All humans got an ugly side, I know it's hard to accept
Lately I've been in my mind, too much
Going to prove 'em wrong, I'ma blow up, just watch
Had to cut her off, 'cause she was toxic
I don't know why, you'd do such
Got to thank God that I'm here
I've been through a lot, and I ain't shed a tear
Labels want to sign me, it's been only a year
They stab my back for clout, I can't trust my peers
Lookin' up to God, 'cause I know he hears
Wax got me all the way up to the ceiling
Talk all the shit you want, I ain't got no feelings
Roll me up some dope, we going to touch the sky
All the shit I say in my songs, promise you it's no lie
Got to thank God that I'm here
I've been through a lot, and I ain't shed a tear
Labels want to sign me, it's been only a year
They stab my back for clout, I can't trust my peers
Lookin' up to God, 'cause I know he hears
Wax got me all the way up to the ceiling
Talk all the shit you want, I ain't got no feelings
Roll me up some dope, we going to touch the sky
All the shit I say in my songs, promise you it's no lie
Whenever I get sad, I make a track about it
Laughin' at my grind? I ain't faded about it
Huh, havin' you by my side, you don't know how it felt
Yeah, puttin' a smile on my face, they don't know the demons that I dealt with
Fuck it, now it's B.B. Simon my belt
Can't waste my time on a bitch, I got a bag to get
Buy me a new crib and a AP, then you know I'm set
Workin' hard for this shit, you better show me respect
All humans got an ugly side, I know it's hard to accept
Lately I've been in my mind, too much
Going to prove 'em wrong, I'ma blow up, just watch
Had to cut her off, 'cause she was toxic
I don't know why, you'd do such
Got to thank God that I'm here
I've been through a lot, and I ain't shed a tear
Labels want to sign me, it's been only a year
They stab my back for clout, I can't trust my peers
Lookin' up to God, 'cause I know he hears
Wax got me all the way up to the ceiling
Talk all the shit you want, I ain't got no feelings
Roll me up some dope, we going to touch the sky
All the shit I say in my songs, promise you it's no lie
Credits
Writer(s): Rafael Vézina
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