Harlem rapper Cam'ron has shared a new track from his upcoming 1st of the Month Vol. 5 EP titled "Touch the Sky," which features guest verses from Wiz Khalifa and Smoke DZA. AraabMuzik delivers the track's sunny — yet vaguely sinister — guitar-based beat, complete with a vocal hook that is probably going to get stuck in your head all day.
You can check out Cam'ron's "Touch the Sky" featuring Wiz Khalifa and Smoke DZA here:
"Touch The Sky" will be included on Cam'ron's upcoming EP 1st of the Month Vol. 5, set for release Nov. 1. The EP will be the latest in Cam'ron's 1st of the Month EP series, all of which were released on the first day of their respective months.
Cam'ron's most recent studio album was 2011's Gunz n' Butta, a collaborative effort with fellow Harlem rapper Vado. His most recent solo album was 2009's Crime Pays, while his most recent solo mixtape was 2013's Ghetto Heaven Vol. 1.
You can check out the lyrics to "Touch the Sky" here:
[Intro: Cam'ron]
Killa
N---as try to show me and make history Arab
You try to s--t on me and make history
You history!
[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
You got to love the guy
In God I trust, he trusts in I
When I get high it feel like I (touch the sky)
And yeah I dress to kill
I make it so you dressed to die, bless the guy
If he try and take the stand and (testify)
Yeah buddy boy turn him into Buddy Lee
With four dirty n---as in some ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you can't fight triggas
Drunk off light liquor light n---as
In the wintertime but I got the drop warm
Snowin' out showin' out, the top gone (na-na-na)
I do what I have to do
They say "you little bastard you"
"Look man they all gonna laugh at you"
You wifed it in public
F--k it, you like it, I love it
Butt disgustin', I'm disgusted, don't wanna discuss it
Look me eye-to-eye, we could go eye-for-eye
But pardon, I'm puffin' on (la-la-la)
[Hook: Cam'ron]
Reach out and (touch the sky)
Look up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a blunt and (touch the sky)
Can anybody (testify)
We just doin' what we usually do
Now I carry my katana, ain't used to you
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Pounds on the floor, guns on the wall
If there's money to make then I'm makin' a call
Blood on my chain, weed in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 pits in the yard
Handlin' biz, cameras all over the crib
You broke and can't stand it
To count this much money you need enough stamina
Some went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and them
Makin' this money and makin' it fast
Rollin' a joint and I'm makin' it last
Reppin' my Gang, ain't no fakin' it
Drivin' my car like it ain't got no brakes in it
Now both my cribs got a safe in it
Had my own swag, you start takin' it
Rollin' one up and I'm facin' it
Got so much juice you could taste the s--t
Shout out to Juicy J
He rock them Louis shades
We all get stupid paid
I ball, let's hoop today
Got one, need two of them rings
Look at me, see I'm doin' my thing
I'm just tryna up my sushi game
Old school s--t, you's a lame
[Verse 3: Smoke DZA]
S--t, I'm extra high
You buggin', where's the pesticides
Dibble out the bag, put the rest aside
Fonzarelli flow, the cool'll never die
Ask me if i'm stoned, when I'm I ever not
Rollin' up you tryna hit this L' or nah
Coped another rollie, I was pressed for time
TNT pullin' up, but we don't talk to swine
Sit in a corner pass, hustlers is talking us
Braking nights, blowing blunts, I'm on the side
While you was on the nose bleeds on the Drake and Wayne tour
I was hitting with the pounds
Got like eight off
They ain’t clean and play off
They only hate cuz they lost
First class n---a make the flight before the take off
Ah f--k the label lessons, black label
Indie n---a but I’m not major
Still f--k the other side
Never let nothing ride
Roofless s--t, roof the b---h
See if she can touch the sky
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