Paper Plane

Lyrics
[Intro] West side N-I-N-I-N-I-A, ayy I-A, N-I-N-I-N-I-A I-A, ayy, yeah [Chorus] Take off like a rocket, about to ascend, up, up, and away (Up, up, and away) Shout-out to the pen, it's helpin' with rent, it's makin' a way (It's makin' a way) My family straight, just looked at the bank, it's up and away (It's up and away) Look up in the sky, no birds or planes, just me, ayy [Verse 1] They let me in the buildin', I'm lovin' the feelin' Man, look at the growth (Look at the growth) Look at the shows, look at the merch Could trip up a post (Trip, trip) How do I manage? I tell 'em He gave me a vision, I plan it (Boy, I plan it) Came from the gutter, I'm black in America, ain't no advantage Yeah, boutta go insane Build another one, me and all the gang I don't want the fame Head's in the clouds, they chantin' my name If I write it down, know it's goin' up, paper plane Back outside, buckle up for the ride Three, two, one, ayy Me and Eli, we been chillin' on Jupiter, plottin' on Pluto [?] who knew I would be the one out the crew with the flow and the mission Envision the Rambo, the gang Apollo 45, feel like a tank Livin' so divine, never was sank Stay with all my dogs, and just to be frank, I planted my feet He planted a seed, I live by example He gave me a team, and now when I'm rappin' they payin' a fee I swear I don't care, but I put on R-G Most of my life I've been hungry and humble Knowin' that really kept me on my P's Knowin' there really ain't no one like me Who you know holy and keep it hyphy? [Chorus] Take off like a rocket, about to ascend, up, up, and away (Up, up, and away) Shout-out to the pen, it's helpin' with rent, it's makin' a way (It's makin' a way) My family straight, just looked at the bank, it's up and away (It's up and away) Look up in the sky, no birds or planes, just me, ayy [Verse 2] Focused, Steven Seagal on the VHS Type me in, it's comin' wit' a check Fruit on the ground like a Tech Deck Ayy, kid flippin' through the adversity (Hey) Ever since I dropped The Second City, they be knowin' who behind the curtain, jeez (The realest) Finish the verse in one take, call in a universe Father God made me this way Breathin' breath into bones out of dirt Born to this world, I'm not of this Earth Fruit of the Spirit, you see it appear Remember the days I couldn't afford not even a pair, truth Salt to the world, covered by the blood, apply the pressure (Apply the pressure) I'm good for your health, I'm one of them ones, go get a stretcher (Go get a stretcher) Been way too lazy, way too A-V-E-R-A-G-E (Way too average) I'm up like two-three God, that search took my from A to B From, "Uh, who?" to, "Who he?" From autopilot to Autobot I been transformed, pick a better plot My friends sort of like a slingshot I cock back them aim high Rock solid, solely for the saints I put my life on the line solely for the mission Never been a better intuition, I'm gone [Outro] West side (Midwest) N-I-N-I-N-I-A, ayy
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Credits
- Writers
- Dayme
- Joseph Prielozny
- Dirty Rice
- Steven Malcolm
- Juicebangers