Текст песни Touch - TTO

Hand on a handle tryna take it in
I′m on a plane thirteen hours tryna make it in
Too many drugs in my system breaking in
The music helping me, and I just gotta say
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
Yeah I was lost in my handle, imma set a trend
Man no reason or the way, you're the only one I want
Yeah I′m just thinking bout what I really gotta do
And it's so damn steep, I can't control myself
Yeah, momma outside praying to the lord
I know she wants me, to see every day
Valets in my hand, porches on the row
I only did that cause I didn′t have no choice
Still waiting on that day imma speak
When niggas focus right they just push you so deep
10′s on 'em, 10′s on 'em, I′m never tired oh no no, oh no no, yeah
Hand on a handle tryna take it in
I'm on a plane thirteen hours tryna make it in
Too many drugs in my system breaking in
The music helping me, and I just gotta say
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
Sipping, sipping, in all these cars I sit in, sit in
Blue, I′m clean and day dreaming, clean and day dreaming
I was honest, toasted, need another mosse
All these diamonds on my neck, shining in the closet
Pick the pipe, pick the dog
Another day, another story, another story
I'm closing up, closing up, I'm closing up
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh