Eyes To The Sky

Oh, yeah
 Anxiety dances across my pillow case
 My god, it dances
 It's like, 1, 2 step
 It's asking stupid questions
 Like "Are you living right?", such stupid questions
 'Cause I'm just trying to
 I'm tryna live, I'm tryna rise
 Above the shit, the devil tries
 Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky
 Insert something really dope right here
 I'm supposed to write a hook but all I wanna say is
 I just wanna be happy (I just wanna be happy)
 Wanna be happy, yeah
 I'm supposed to write a f'ing hook right here
 Money and bitches blah, blah, yeah, yeah
 I just wanna be happy (I just wanna be happy)
 Wanna be happy, yeah
 I've been working my ass off
 That's why Christina left me, been working my ass off
 On this project, but I guess that it's okay
 My family never liked you, I guess that it's okay
 Now I'm just, I'm just
 I'm tryna live, I'm tryna rise
 Above the shit, the devil tries
 Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky
 Insert something really dope right here
 I'm supposed to write a hook but all I wanna say is
 I just wanna be happy (I just wanna be happy)
 Wanna be happy, yeah
 I'm supposed to write a f'ing hook right here
 Money and bitches blah, blah, yeah, yeah
 I just wanna be happy, I just wanna be happy
 Wanna be happy, yeah
 Listen, boo-boo, bear with me, yeah
 Smarter than your average
 Raised around Brooklyn based Italian
 There's so much soul up in my Johnson, I don't need a rapper on it
 'Cause the urbans in my testes but I come and pop packaging, yikes
 Bunch of pricks talk shit, we call that cactusing
 We don't want no Fight Club, don't want no Brad Pitt'in
 Braymance like this shit just when I'm ad-libbin'
 Fronting on my Sean Penn, what movie are you actin' in?
 Seventh grade I said "I'm 'bout to leave the masses then"
 My ex-girlfriend's sister said, "You babbling"
 Even back then cook crack, drug trafficking
 I'm tryna live, I'm tryna rise
 Above the shit the devil tries
 Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky
 You're gonna be okay kid, you're gonna be okay
 
 Oh, yeah
 Anxiety dances across my pillow case
 My god, it dances
 It's like, 1, 2 step
 It's asking stupid questions
 Like "Are you living right?", such stupid questions
 'Cause I'm just trying to
 I'm tryna live, I'm tryna rise
 Above the shit, the devil tries
 Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky
 Insert something really dope right here
 I'm supposed to write a hook but all I wanna say is
 I just wanna be happy (I just wanna be happy)
 Wanna be happy, yeah
 I'm supposed to write a f'ing hook right here
 Money and bitches blah, blah, yeah, yeah
 I just wanna be happy (I just wanna be happy)
 Wanna be happy, yeah
 I've been working my ass off
 That's why Christina left me, been working my ass off
 On this project, but I guess that it's okay
 My family never liked you, I guess that it's okay
 Now I'm just, I'm just
 I'm tryna live, I'm tryna rise
 Above the shit, the devil tries
 Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky
 Insert something really dope right here
 I'm supposed to write a hook but all I wanna say is
 I just wanna be happy (I just wanna be happy)
 Wanna be happy, yeah
 I'm supposed to write a f'ing hook right here
 Money and bitches blah, blah, yeah, yeah
 I just wanna be happy, I just wanna be happy
 Wanna be happy, yeah
 Listen, boo-boo, bear with me, yeah
 Smarter than your average
 Raised around Brooklyn based Italian
 There's so much soul up in my Johnson, I don't need a rapper on it
 'Cause the urbans in my testes but I come and pop packaging, yikes
 Bunch of pricks talk shit, we call that cactusing
 We don't want no Fight Club, don't want no Brad Pitt'in
 Braymance like this shit just when I'm ad-libbin'
 Fronting on my Sean Penn, what movie are you actin' in?
 Seventh grade I said "I'm 'bout to leave the masses then"
 My ex-girlfriend's sister said, "You babbling"
 Even back then cook crack, drug trafficking
 I'm tryna live, I'm tryna rise
 Above the shit the devil tries
 Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky
 You're gonna be okay kid, you're gonna be okay