Couldn't keep it at home, thought I needed a Nia Long
To come as correct as a porn star
'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky
Here life here 'til I'm beer on the curb
Before Cam got the shit to pop
Let's take 'em back to the club
Bottle shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth
The doors was closed, I felt like Bad Boy's street team
Now let's take 'em high
Dog, I was having nervous breakdowns
Sky, uh, sky high, I'm, I'm sky high
Now he look at me like damn dawg, you what I am
Plus I ain't have no phone in my apartment
'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky
Like man these niggaz that much better than me?
En garde, or touche', Lupe cool as the Unthar
Now let's go, take 'em back to the plan
I'm, I'm sky high, I'm, I'm sky high
I gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
Now let me end my verse right where the horns are like, uh
(Top of the world baby, on top of the world
(Top of the world baby, on top of the world
Yes, yes, yes, guess who's on third?
You gon' touch the sky baby girl, testify
(Top of the world baby, on top of the world)
'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky
After I got my advance, I just wanted to shine
Now let's take 'em high
Any girl I cheated on, sheets I skeeted on
Gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
I'm tryin' to stop lyin' like I'm Mum-Ra
But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now
'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
We take it home baby
Let's slow it down like we're on the syrup
But I'm not lyin' when I'm layin' on the beat
You gon' touch the sky baby girl, testify
Sky high, I'm, I'm sky high
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
But when she came to kick it, things became different
I just wanted to dance, I went to Jacob an hour
And I don't know if I'll be back again
Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC
I'd do anything to say I got it
'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky
I couldn't work the locks
Peach fuzz buzz but beard on the verge
Yeah, keep it rollin', yeah
In an accident, 'cause this must be heaven
(Top of the world baby, on top of the world)
And a fresh pair steps in my best foreign car
Self, I represent the first
A hip-hop legend, I think I died
'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky
But I still feel possessed as a gun charge
Back when Gucci was the shit to rock
Jay favorite line, dawg in due time
Baby, I'm goin' on an airplane
I gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
Me and my momma hopped in that U-Haul van
Damn, them new loafers hurt my pocket
I'm tryin' to write my wrongs
I gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets
I'm, I'm sky high, I'm, I'm sky high
Back when they thought pink Polos would hurt the Roc
But, before you say another word
Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop
Before anybody wanted K-West beats
I'm back on the block like a man on the street
Gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky
Lupe still like Lupin the Third
Any pessimists I ain't talk to them
Least about a hour I stand on line
