Benadrill - Touch the Sky Lyrics

LakeHouse (Splash)
(Burna)
Ugh, LakeHouse Entertainment
Yeah
Young
(And I just wanna get high
And stack up all my paper 'til my money touch the sky)
Yeah
(And I just wanna get high, stack up all this)
(Said I just wanna get high, stack up all my paper til my money touch the sky)
Seattle's best, not coffee - kept secret
You wouldn't believe it, you've never seen it
I mean it's, DNA stranded, double helix
And my genes/jeans, 501 denims
With some Gucci on top (Gucci)
Keep a couple dollars on me, (ching ching) options to do something
I'm over it man, you trying to prove something? (prove somethin')
Either you gonna do it, or do nothing (fool)
Is you through fronting
I moved through mountains off the strength of the splash
Wasn't first every time, but made sure I weren't last
And all I wanted was cash, now I just want it to last (ching ching)
When I first heard the truth, it's like I wanted to laugh
'Cause they got it all, so why they want it so bad? (want it so bad)
Capitalist trash, I know some niggas down bad (down bad)
And I thank God, I found pen and found pad
Since I was a young lad, and hung around with both grand dads
I see how they made it and respect what they had
Yeah... (yeah)
'Cause I just wanna get high
And stack up all my paper 'til my money touch the sky
Yeah
And I just wanna get high
Stack up all my paper 'til my money touch the sky
(Yeah)
And I just wanna get high
(High) stack up all my paper 'til my money touch the sky
Said I just wanna get high
And stack up all my paper 'til my money touch the sky
R.I.P. to Radrick Doggy, you see. (you see) I'm a radical
Like when Dollas (Dollas!) said he gotta 32, man it's magical
I just took out a loan and used my chain for collateral (ching ching)
That'll do me cool, until the first of this annual
Survival of the fittest, what am I, some type of animal
America eats it's young - Propaganda cannibals
Bred to believe, it's every man for himself (uh huh)
And then the women and the children come second to his wealth
And that's a bit f*cked up, 'cause real people need help
And I done lost my job, a couple weeks before Christmas (awh)
And still found a way to fulfill my mother's wishes
All five senses, in tune with the present
And the past, only goes as far as you let it (as far as you let it)
The future is now. Soon enough, you'll get it
The hard way, the best way, to learn life's lessons
Hours, minutes, seconds - wasted on second guessing (Naw)
See I just wanna get high
And stack up all my paper 'til my money touch the sky
(Til my money touch the sky)
Yeah
See I just wanna get high
(Whoop whoop) and stack up all my paper 'til my money touch the sky
Yeah
See I just wanna get high
And stack up all my paper 'til my money touch the sky
(Ching ching)
Yeah
See I just wanna get high
And stack up all my paper 'til my money touch the sky