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Touch the Sky Video (MV)




Performed By: Lonely Together
Language: English
Length: 4:07
Written by: Rosalie Matsumoto, Zachary Cook




Lonely Together - Touch the Sky Lyrics




I put $10,000 on my team
Ain't got no Balmain on my jeans no
I hit the gas and chop the roof
Don't want that smoke don't intervene no
I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' til they know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobaine
Lonely gang, lonely gang don't let me go insane

Youngin' want my spot I chop the top and do the dash on them
Swervin' through these lanes it ain't a thing we do an accident
Came up on it way before I even knew what was happenin'
And came a long way from stuffin' money in those mattresses
Like boy I want a piece it ain't over till we eat
Got these beats they steady bangin' while we mobbin' through the streets
I ain't playin' this that heat feel like no one compete
I don't sugarcoat it cuz you know that life ain't sweet
Back in the booth and I'm back in this thing and I already told you the plan
I gotta get me a bag I ain't poppin' the tags and I'm tryna just stack up the bands
I been so focused I feel like I'm off of the addy like boy can't you tell
Came to get mine and I'm takin' my time and I'm wishin' my enemies well

Don't want that smoke don't intervene yeah

I put $10,000 on my team
Ain't got no Balmain on my jeans no
I hit the gas and chop the roof
Don't want that smoke don't intervene no
I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' til they know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobain
Lonely gang, lonely gang don't let me go insane

I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' til they know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobain
Lonely gang, lonely gang don't let me go insane

They want beef but we ain't beefin' on this side
Pull up with a gang of them and we just speedin' in the ride
Take it day by day by day I fade away and touch the sky
When I heard my grandpa got that cancer that ate me alive
So now I'm stickin' to myself and I been stackin' up this money
Get that pack I'm in my bag and that's for anyone who want it
Ain't a thing that you could tell me I been stickin' to the plans
Youngin' stop and smell the roses while we runnin' up the bands

Ain't got no Balmain on my jeans yeah

I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' know my, know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobain
Bang feel like Kurt Cobain
I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' know my, know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobain
Bang feel like Kurt Cobain

I put $10,000 on my team
Ain't got no Balmain on my
I hit the gas and chop the roof
Came a long way from stuffin' money in those mattresses
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I put $10,000 on my team
Ain't got no Balmain on my jeans no
I hit the gas and chop the roof
Don't want that smoke don't intervene no
I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' til they know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobaine
Lonely gang, lonely gang don't let me go insane

Youngin' want my spot I chop the top and do the dash on them
Swervin' through these lanes it ain't a thing we do an accident
Came up on it way before I even knew what was happenin'
And came a long way from stuffin' money in those mattresses
Like boy I want a piece it ain't over till we eat
Got these beats they steady bangin' while we mobbin' through the streets
I ain't playin' this that heat feel like no one compete
I don't sugarcoat it cuz you know that life ain't sweet
Back in the booth and I'm back in this thing and I already told you the plan
I gotta get me a bag I ain't poppin' the tags and I'm tryna just stack up the bands
I been so focused I feel like I'm off of the addy like boy can't you tell
Came to get mine and I'm takin' my time and I'm wishin' my enemies well

Don't want that smoke don't intervene yeah

I put $10,000 on my team
Ain't got no Balmain on my jeans no
I hit the gas and chop the roof
Don't want that smoke don't intervene no
I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' til they know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobain
Lonely gang, lonely gang don't let me go insane

I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' til they know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobain
Lonely gang, lonely gang don't let me go insane

They want beef but we ain't beefin' on this side
Pull up with a gang of them and we just speedin' in the ride
Take it day by day by day I fade away and touch the sky
When I heard my grandpa got that cancer that ate me alive
So now I'm stickin' to myself and I been stackin' up this money
Get that pack I'm in my bag and that's for anyone who want it
Ain't a thing that you could tell me I been stickin' to the plans
Youngin' stop and smell the roses while we runnin' up the bands

Ain't got no Balmain on my jeans yeah

I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' know my, know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobain
Bang feel like Kurt Cobain
I hit the gas and I ain't stoppin' know my, know my name
When that beat cry boy it feel just like that Novocaine
Let it bang, let it bang feel like Kurt Cobain
Bang feel like Kurt Cobain

I put $10,000 on my team
Ain't got no Balmain on my
I hit the gas and chop the roof
Came a long way from stuffin' money in those mattresses
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Writer: Rosalie Matsumoto, Zachary Cook
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