I'm Flying

You see the words I scribble

Dribble up off of my temple

Sizzle the beef on the griddle

Riddle me this, riddle me that

I'm with the illest killers in business

I been the realest since feminine women

Sending me pics over the gram

I keep it 100,

You funding abundant numbers of fucking bums

Steady filling they bitch up with your cash

Im in an intermittent position,

Spending an intimate minute with Bridget

Drilling her shit all on my dash

Follow my path

Or swallow this (uh)

Don't even ask me bout my problems shorty

Gobble these (uh)

Fondle me up, I dont need love

It's probably cause

My new model got that wobble keeping part of me up

I got a bottle of bubbly on my dresser because

I rather see the world in double since the better me was

A different entity with energy that mentally strug-gled

With identity that evidently kept me feet up

Only sleep with one eye

The other eye open so to see the sunrise

And thats a way for me to always see that I'm trying

When wake up every morning theres a reason I'm flying

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying yeah,

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying (I'm flying)

When wake up every morning theres a reason I'm flying

I seen

Visions of different versions of me in a big suburban

Or needing a fix on the corner, needles and pitchers of bourbon

Witness the coroner open me up by ripping the surface

Meeting the vulnerability that was in me, a person

Even a vision

Of where I heeded decisions made by the people that wishing

For me to feed my ambition with legal dreams and provisions that seem to me a condition

So much that I don't even see a future me as musician

Uh

My cards on my chest, hardworking and blessed

It done dawned upon me, like I was the word of the West

Don't play Donda for me 'til I get a verse as a guest

Im perfectly dressed, you looking like the worst of the best

Said I aint cool with number 2, yet I'm the shit if you ask me

Im like Lewis interviewing, they ain't driven right past me

If you booing then you foolish, like the 20's and Gatsby

Connoisseur, steady wooshing past these doodoo's like track meets

Only sleep with one eye

The other eye open so to see the sunrise

And thats a way for me to always see that I'm trying

When wake up every morning theres a reason I'm flying

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying yeah,

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying (I'm flying)

When wake up every morning theres a reason I'm flying

You aint

Usain

Too slow

Too late

I cant

Take you with me, you weight

And thats me talking to myself, I guess i need a new fate

Man I be worried for my health cause in the dawn I do great,

But then I see the dusk creeping and I foster new hate

If self-deprecation is a cult, I drank the Kool-Aid

My mental wealth depreciating, need to bank a few traits

Sometimes I'm tripping over nothing, need to tie my shoelace

Then I be beating myself up, like I was Kane and BlueFace

And as a Gemini, I wonder if Ndoke two-faced

Cause I can be a fucking dick thats word to Ricky Gervais

But then I meditate, elevate, renovate my surroundings

In a realer state of mind, the price of peace is astounding

Keep on thinking Imma find it in a booty thats bouncing

On my mama dawg, I think it's time to look into counselling

Only sleep with one eye

The other eye open so to see the sunrise

And thats a way for me to always see that I'm trying

When wake up every morning theres a reason I'm flying

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying yeah,

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying (I'm flying)

I'm flying (I'm flying)

When wake up every morning theres a reason I'm flying