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