Touch The Sky

(album: Self Made In America - 2022)

When I was like four, five or six or some shit
I remember hearing the beat and tryin to spit
I didn't like it so I put down the mic
For like, 18 long years now it's running my life

And I, wouldn't trade it for the world, couldn't hand it to me
All the money and the girls doesn't do it for me
I got a dream that I can open up and touch the sky
And never walk away

Oh my God I'm finally here
Somebody pop the top and break a mirror
So we can never look back in the past and suffocate
Look at where we at now, time to celebrate
So put your drinks up, put down your cellphones
And take a puff off the blunt you know it's homegrown
We got that good shit, we're talking starlight
We're talking bottle service people this is my life

Wouldn't trade it for the world, couldn't hand it to me
All the money and the girls doesn't do it for me
I got a dream that I can open up and touch the sky
And never walk away

So put your hands to the ceiling
If you're feeling like a million in this wonderful life
I got a whole lot of potential to be influential
I take a bow when I hand er the mic
Real words through the mouth of a visionary
It could never compare to where we be cemetery
If we chose to walk a path of another man's dreams
Take a look at me now and tell me what do you see
I see a man has come a long way down a mud road
I got a feeling I ain't made it out the sludge though
I keep forgetting it's a battle in the front row
Some people out to get you, ain't that what you asked for
Nah shit, look I'm just trying to medicate
Just trying to make a difference and doing hella great
I mean but celebrate, it's time to take a bigger stake
I'm tired of getting' fed off a little pathetic plate
But you ain't gotta worry bout it yo I'm doing fine
I got a feeling that I'm on my way to getting mine
I got a dream that I can open up and touch the sky
And never walk away

Wouldn't trade it for the world, couldn't hand it to me
All the money and the girls doesn't do it for me
I got a dream that I can open up and touch the sky
And never walk away

Imagine that I got to bat or attack
To climb the ladder and forget about the scavenger scraps
Cuz either way whether front or the back
I'm in the line, on the grind, getting' mine
And I ain't giving it back, cuz I...

Wouldn't trade it for the world, couldn't hand it to me
All the money and the girls doesn't do it for me
I got a dream that I can open up and touch the sky
And never walk away

I never really one to go where they really want me
And I would never sell my soul just to get me money
I got a dream that I can open up and touch the sky
And never walk away