Touch The Sky

I hold my head up just enough to see the skies

And when we go we won't go slow we'll put up such a fight

And you will be one day exactly what you are

Just keep your head held high

Kiss your fist and touch the sky

I'm tired of the rain, tired of the pain

Tired of being played

But never tired of the game

I tied up my shoes

Never lied. I'm the truth

Got feelings I don't express

Until I'm live in the booth

Nobody really cares about the shit I'm going through

Until I make a song about it

Then you're going through it too

You see they bring hate to you

Rap critics debating you

Until you hit home on some shit that they relating to

Then they're like "Damn man, that nigga go hard b"

But last week you said that you was soft, going R&B

We live in a selfish world

Broke niggas, wealthy girls

Niggas turn sensitive

I blame it on that twitter shit

Niggas supposed to be less talk more action

Instead of sitting on yo ass

And thinkin' 'bout the status

What happened to the soldiers?

The soul of the front line

Captain Kirk up in the sky

You know I got mine

I hold my head up just enough to see the skies

And when we go we won't go slow we'll put up such a fight

And you will be one day exactly what you are

Just keep your head held high

Kiss your fist and touch the sky

I'll never slow down

I'm a come and go nigga

They won't appreciate you

Till you dead and gone nigga

I gotta reinvent myself

At times I prohibit myself

From shinin' too hard on you niggas

Gotta tint myself

I think about the life I live

And where nigga I'm goin' to

Young bread far

But I know who the fuck I'm throwin' to

You're chillin' in your ford 2

Pay extra for shoe

The blitz and I'm goin' deep, all leo bitch

Nigga cheap money talks

Speak up, I don't read lips

Got a list of people I don't fuck with

Leave 'em pissed, tryna block my shine

Puff Daddy in the eclipse

Steven Spielberg with the words I don't need scripts

You better stop 'em before I turn into a problem

Being real and this young is abnormal

With that being said, shit I'd probably be dead before I get to the top

Either way I touch the sky, nigga

I hold my head up just enough to see the skies

And when we go we won't go slow we'll put up such a fight

And you will be one day exactly what you are

Just keep your head held high

Kiss your fist and touch the sky