SPACESHIP VIEWS

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Yeah, yeah, ayy (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.) Yeah, yeah, uh The Corvette roof evaporated Pushed a button, it regenerated, stupid crazy I'm super smart with paper Niggas hating, imitate it That's just human nature, I don't blame 'em I just keep away 'em My bro got a ray gunner Motherfucker play, bet he won't make summer I put your bitch on a wave runner I was on a yacht deck, wavin' from it I bought these trunks in London I bought this hoodie on Fairfax, I'm all over hundred Like traces of that cocaine, I'm all over money Eastside, ayy In a spaceship blowin' my face off (Yeah) I don't take no days off (Yeah) Too many y'all niggas laid up (Yeah) And that's why y'all niggas laid off (Yeah) Nigga did me dirty when I fell off (Yeah) But I ain't write no tell-all (Yeah) My book givin' you game, nigga (Yeah) I ain't gotta write about lame niggas (Yeah) And if you love that lame nigga I'm still talkin' 'bout the same nigga (Yeah) What you know about college educated and still had to sell cocaine, nigga? (Yeah) What you know about before the fame, me and Steve still blowin' in the flame, nigga? (Yeah) Son of Atlanta, I am a (Yeah) Product of grandma and grandpa (Yeah) The drunker I get and the slummer I get and you hear that real westside Atlanta (Yeah) Yeah, I went to Doug, I know the plug I know the preachers and I know the thug Don't give a damn, don't give a fuck Rollin' in a '72 Cutlass (Yeah) Polo tee with the bucket Attitude still on, "Fuck it" I refrain from that fuck shit I'm all about big bucks, bitch Niggas wanna move like rap niggas, me, I wanna move like Rob Smith Fuck that rap and trap shit, I'm a landlord, bitch, pay rent, pay rent Ayy, ayy, we just get high and we fly away (Southside finest) Ayy, ayy, in my spaceship, got no time to wait (Toni) 7.62 in your bucket (Yeah), Mike got a '96 Impala (Yeah) Don't think I won't murk you (Yeah), be out by the time my son hit college (Yeah) Cold enough to make her knees wobble (Yeah) Double GG ski goggles (Yeah) Jefe around my way (Yeah), got an AK for a street bible Hellcats makin' donuts, say them boys singin' like revival Pulled out the piece, peace sign him Hit her with the D and bought her designer Half a mill' for my fee-finder Use a coffee grinder for a weed grinder Search your house for a key, find it Got pounds, money, then reclinin' (Reclinin') Arm & Hammer my best friend (Yeah) Turkey bag my best friend (Uh) Dirty scale my best friend (Who else?) Rubber band my best friend (Tell 'em) Hold a joint with my left hand (Yeah) Hug my uncle on his deathbed (Yeah) 'Nough said is enough said (Yeah) One thing for sure, puff, pass Can't be playin' with them folk for real Folk petty Put your ass under investigation Investigation, uh Investigation, uh, hey Investigation They'll put you under that shit Ayy, ayy, we just get high and we fly away Ayy, ayy, in my spaceship, got no time to wait That's the best way to say it, more comfortable Even though comfortable and safe is the same thing, but comfortable You can be comfortable around killers, you know you ain't safe