Lyrics Jon Bellion

Jon Bellion

Eyes To The Sky

Oh, yeah

Anxiety dances across my pillow case

My god, it dances

It's like, 1, 2 step

It's asking stupid questions

Like are you living, right, such stupid questions

'Cause I'm just trying to

I'm trying live, I'm trying rise, above the shit, the Devil tries

Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky

Insert something really dope right here

I'm supposed to write a hook but all I wanna say is

I just wanna be happy, I just wanna be happy

Wanna be happy, yeah

I'm supposed to write a fucking hook right here

Money and riches blah blah, yeah yeah

I just wanna be happy, I just wanna be happy

Wanna be happy, yeah

I've been working my ass off

That's why Christina left me, been working my ass off

On this project but I guess that it's okay

My family never liked you, I guess that it's okay

Now I'm just, I'm just

I'm trying live, I'm trying rise

Above the shit the Devil tries

Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky

Insert something really dope right here

I'm supposed to write a hook but all I wanna say is

I just wanna be happy, I just wanna be happy

Wanna be happy, yeah

I'm supposed to write a fucking hook right here

Money and riches blah blah, yeah yeah

I just wanna be happy, I just wanna be happy

Wanna be happy, yeah

Listen boo boo, bear with me

Smarter than your average

Raised around Brooklyn based Italian

There's so much soul up in my Johnson, I don't need a rapper on it

'Cause the urbans in my testes but I come and pop packaging, yikes

Bunch of freaks talk shit, we call that cactusing

We don't want no fight, club don't want no Brad Pitt'in

Braymance like this shit just when I'm ad-libbin'

Fronting on my Sean Penn, what movie are you actin in?

Seventh grade I said I'm 'bout to leave the masses then

My ex-girlfriend's sister said, 'You babbling'

Even back then cook crack, drug trafficking

I'm trying live, I'm trying rise above the shit the Devil tries

Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky

You're gonna be ok kid, you're gonna be ok