Lyrics:
see the man with the plane
I'd be the first to shake him by the hand
I'll be the first to give him the news
We're going to save Celia Cruz
Celia
one week later I'm on an plane for the first time
Got into Seattle right around breakfast time
I caught the airport shuttle for the first time
Started
I hit a nod
Pharmaceutical wordsmith, even when I'm moving real odd
Raw tip stuck to my finger, like Ann did with Kong
Remix it by the liter,
We met around this time last year
Surrounded by the Christmas cheer
My heart was still broken in pieces
You took me out on our first date
Held me
I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter
I came out two days on your tail
Those two bald-headed days in November
Before the first snowflakes sail
Out
I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter
I came out two days on your tail
Those two bald-headed days in November
Before the first snowflakes sail
Out
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
up thinking a tooth is missing
I probably remind you of Eminem. But not if you're Noticing me by race
I was comparing it to the way I loathe in
Our Father, which are in Heaven
Real street niggas appreciate every blessin'
Give us this day, our daily bread
One time for all the homies in
on tour, I went to my home
Which is the first first home I’ve ever had
Huh
And I walked around and I said
What am I gonna do now
In this house? Am I gonna
a little tape on a paper plane
Pop the champagne
First class flight to another place
I swear it
I remember you from somewhere, somewhere
Don't care if
You're
facts no small stuff
I'm up first no call ups
My bitcoin got me all up
Real talk y'all hella bent
Swear y'all act all relevant
Know this I'm heaven
home motherfucker we out
75 South
More models gold room match the gold bottles
We ain't never chasing that clout only that bag shit slow surviving that
asking God "Why?"
Like, "Why Fly?"
But then I realized that heaven is so high
My angel was by my side
As I searched for answers
You kept asking me
holiday homes
I own in Spain
That's villas out in Sevilla
From day jus writing my rhymes
In line tryna be like Chip
With none of it on my shoulder
As I get
have visions
Me and mac, bad bitches playin' badminton
Little jack grippin', past livin' large
At home with a big garage
Zombies is killin' shit
Send
finished with that
And then we can chat
I’m tryna make some more money
Like yeah we in Heaven
My team we adrenaline rats
I’m into Hell with the cats
I
well I'm trying to do the same thing, let's go
You've got me flyin' home to smoke with you
(I be the first thing in your mind baby, yeah)
When we
it first
I know you got a bed at home
But this futon won't hurt
I just wanna see you
In the studio
In the studio
Girl am i busy let me check
You been
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
don’t fight fair
And when times are bad my love don’t fear the father in heaven never left you
Check in with him on a daily first and let your father
the mind
Of those who kiss stones or prays on the carpet
Those who sit home, or sell books by the market
Need to chill and get their mind revived
For
the mind
Of those who kiss stones or prays on the carpet
Those who sit home, or sell books by the market
Need to chill and get their mind revived
For
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