The Sky Testo

Triumph, look, mami told me that I gotta stop
I don't think she see, I be the one that they immortalize
So here I stand right before yo eyes
Yo, tell this to yo children when you're fourtyfive
My thoughts keep me up at night
Eyes bloodshot red, nigga, that's work defines
See, I told y'all I was more than high
On my third time around, even Peter said he want it
Even Jesus said the world is mine
(Aye, yo, come on, dawg) I know I know I know I ain't God
But it's still a perfect fit up in my palm
(Is he serious or nah?)
Style's furious as Lars, you know I don't get dropped off by mom
I know I betta see a clean line
I teach you both life, I'm bench pressin' and tellin' you what's mine
And I dare you to respond
Who wanna be the first who coped up a full line?
Ain't wanna get shred and spread amongst lines
And these muthafuckas really thought I tried
Off of vic shit, when I drop her onion, niggas really gon' cry
Straight piff, no stims, no sticks
On my off day, I'm still on dicks, now spill on this

I just wanna get payed, cause I'm barely gettin' mine
Called up the homey, told him wanna get fire
Prolems in my swisha, I just wanna ease my mind
They ask why I was goin', and I replied (the sky)
The sky the sky the sky the sky the sky
The sky the sky the sky the sky the sky