Back to Top

To The Ceiling Video (MV)




Performed By: Groovie Mane
Language: English
Length: 3:53
Written by: Kwamane Bowens




Groovie Mane - To The Ceiling Lyrics
Official




I got my hands to the ceiling like I've been pushing a bench
And I've been working like a handyman so pass me the wrench
I think Toronto coming soon I gotta learn me some French
A nigga a feel like the Hondo the way I came from the trench
I got a son to raise now I don't got time for the petty
I gotta watch my every step cause now my timing be heavy
Switch it up a sitting duck no that just can't be the mood
It took us 14 years to fix the family feud
When you working for the better though you get what you owe
I hold my tongue cause you don't always gotta speak what you know
Said I be thinking with my heart that's how I move with a glow
And had to learn the lesson nothing wrong with letting it go
Taking steps that got me up forever that's how I'ma slide
I can't stop this shit for nothing dog it kill me when I tried
And for the ones that really love me just get ready for the ride
Play this song when I'm gone I'm talking eyes forever wide
I got my hands I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands to the ceiling
Spacing moving time I'm breaking barriers around
Proud that I'm alive cause I been standing in the wild
In survival mode for what? I gotta settle down
Crashing out for what? Cause it takes time to wear the crown
Wisdom is perspective in the eyes of the beholder
Stand up for yourself cause you gon' be your biggest soldier
Times be feeling rough and your blessings be feeling closer
Don't drop your head pick up your chin lift up your shoulders
Go get what you deserve cause what you want you gotta take
Gotta make it good turn ramen noodles into steak
Get up out the hood and find some peace upon the lake
Mental space is good find a way to make it shake
I ain't trying to preach really this a message to myself
And if it hit your soul I hope you find the good for your health
50 racks of riches trying to find my way to wealth
The only way to make it first is if a nigga find his self
I got my hands I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands to the ceiling
Say I got my hands say that I got my hands
Say I got my hands say that I got my hands up
Say I got my hands say that I got my hands
Say that I got my hands say that I got my hands up
Hands to the hands to the uh uh
Hands to the hands to the uh uh
Say I got my hands say I got i got my hands up
Say I got my hands say I got i got my hands up
I got my hands I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands to the ceiling
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

I got my hands to the ceiling like I've been pushing a bench
And I've been working like a handyman so pass me the wrench
I think Toronto coming soon I gotta learn me some French
A nigga a feel like the Hondo the way I came from the trench
I got a son to raise now I don't got time for the petty
I gotta watch my every step cause now my timing be heavy
Switch it up a sitting duck no that just can't be the mood
It took us 14 years to fix the family feud
When you working for the better though you get what you owe
I hold my tongue cause you don't always gotta speak what you know
Said I be thinking with my heart that's how I move with a glow
And had to learn the lesson nothing wrong with letting it go
Taking steps that got me up forever that's how I'ma slide
I can't stop this shit for nothing dog it kill me when I tried
And for the ones that really love me just get ready for the ride
Play this song when I'm gone I'm talking eyes forever wide
I got my hands I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands to the ceiling
Spacing moving time I'm breaking barriers around
Proud that I'm alive cause I been standing in the wild
In survival mode for what? I gotta settle down
Crashing out for what? Cause it takes time to wear the crown
Wisdom is perspective in the eyes of the beholder
Stand up for yourself cause you gon' be your biggest soldier
Times be feeling rough and your blessings be feeling closer
Don't drop your head pick up your chin lift up your shoulders
Go get what you deserve cause what you want you gotta take
Gotta make it good turn ramen noodles into steak
Get up out the hood and find some peace upon the lake
Mental space is good find a way to make it shake
I ain't trying to preach really this a message to myself
And if it hit your soul I hope you find the good for your health
50 racks of riches trying to find my way to wealth
The only way to make it first is if a nigga find his self
I got my hands I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands to the ceiling
Say I got my hands say that I got my hands
Say I got my hands say that I got my hands up
Say I got my hands say that I got my hands
Say that I got my hands say that I got my hands up
Hands to the hands to the uh uh
Hands to the hands to the uh uh
Say I got my hands say I got i got my hands up
Say I got my hands say I got i got my hands up
I got my hands I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands aye I got my hands aye
I got my hands to the ceiling
I got my hands to the ceiling
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Kwamane Bowens
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Groovie Mane

Tags:
No tags yet