Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, the ground rising, the sun falling My day is cool, my night's yawning {yawns} Uh, ain't nothing else to do but move at the speed of light, ayy, I'm taking flight Uh, yeah, NASA left behind I'm so beyond, somewhere with Megatron I'm super gone, you can't relate to him and umm, let me free my mind OOh, I see it all The galaxy, she want my all Uh, feel like it's child's play Dive through a Milky Way, fulfill my destiny As I cooperate, I record plays My record spins, nigga whirlwind Yeah, I see it all Become a star, tryna shine through the fall, aw
See you in the morning, take off nigga, I'm time-zoning Tell 'em I'm sky-high Going-going-going up there nigga, I'm time-zoning Tell 'em I'm sky high I'm sky high, nigga I'm sky high See you in the morning, going-going-going
The ground rising, the moon falling My night's cool, my day's yawning {yawns} Uh, ain't nothing else to do but move at the speed of light, ayy We travel like a comet, supersonic, just watch out when I accelerate Moving at the speed of light, ain't no thoughts of me using brakes Uh, inhaling gravity, excelling Hubble Check my levels, check my levels, turn me up, turn me up What the fuck? Got your bitch, she on my nuts, on my nuts all because a nigga cool, man I swear she act a fool Man you know I keep it real, man for reals Man you know I'm super-ills, went to Pluto, gave it chills Man I swear there no appeals, rising from my heels with no ceiling over ground, probably never coming down Yeah, I see it all Become a star, tryna shine through the fall, aw
My turbo boosting, my jet pack cruising Get jet lag when I come back to these fucking humans I can put planet Earth in a canister then continue my crater search with Captain Kirk Look at my verse, you seeing signs You hearing signals deciphered from District 9 No fucking rapper cipher when meteors flying The meters are flying, but I'm way faster Run away, bet I catch up, fire like striking matches I'm higher with martians laughing in spaceships, it's starships crashing Hover above the masses, a massive attack when mixing Kendrick Lamar with magic, pull rabbits from hats Niggas, wanna hope on tracks, bitches, wanna hop on dick, damn! Is that a fucking blimp? No O-M-G that's him A shooting star hanging over a new eclipse, hanging over a big dick When my music flip, nigga I'm sky high, shit
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