Stratosphere
Aye
Yea
Woah, woah
Gimme some time and I'm outta here
I spit a rhyme and I'm outta here
All of my haters so mad I'm here
I'm floatin' up in the stratosphere
How are you actin' so cavalier?
Bitch I ain't buzzed I just had a beer
Ain't on my level not even near
I'm floating up in stratosphere
Yea
I'm so high up that I can't see the ground
I'm over the clouds, and over you clowns
I mix the flow with the bounce
I'm still makin sounds, when no ones around
I'm smokin the loud, but don't know if Smokin's allowed
They think that they holding me down
Gotta catch me doin laundry
That's the only time I throw in the towel
The coldest around, and that ain't debatable
Ain't no round table, no discussion
Just some 808s and percussion
That's all I ever really wanted
6 years of my life
Hope it's leading up to somethin
I don't have a plan B
I'm just gonna keep runnin
Gimme some time and I'm outta here
I spit a rhyme and I'm outta here
All of my haters so mad I'm here
I'm floatin up in the stratosphere
How are you actin so cavalier?
Bitch I ain't buzzed I just had a beer
They ain't on my level not even near
I'm floating up in stratosphere
I wake up, check my phone, see if I'm viral yet
I'm takin bolt bus, but it's bout time to get
Travolta, and go buy a jet
You said you ride for the team, but I lie detect
I see you tryin to be what I am already
I spit one damn flow she a fan already
My whole team fulla champs, get the damn confetti
I know they can't forget me, I need the bands a plenty
So I'ma keep on planning, I'll never let y'all scam me
My view so zoomed in like electron scanning
I manifest like manic till I'm the last one standing
I'm in a state of panic, but I don't pop no xanny
You barred out
I got a load of bodies to cart out
You never known somebody so far out
In the cosmos, I'll go to another planet fore I ever come down
Gimme some time and I'm outta here
I spit a rhyme and I'm outta here
All of my haters so mad I'm here
I'm floatin' up in the stratosphere
How are you actin so cavalier?
Bitch I ain't buzzed I just had a beer
Ain't on my level not even near
I'm floating up in stratosphere
I'm goin up
You goin down
I'm goin up
You goin down
I ain't fuckin around
Oh you fuckin around?
Bitch I'm goin up
You goin' down down down
I think it's really time for me for blow
Look at all the energy I bring to every show
Look at all the love that I been gettin round the globe
They connecting to the message in my music and it's helping em to cope
That's the only goal I ever had
I been gettin lifted like a medavac
If I'm undercooked, then I send it back
Money that I put into my craft, I'ma get it back
Lookin at my plate like, are you gonna finish that?
Bitch I wanna it really bad, I ain't gonna stop now
Locked in the studio until I get it locked down
I been shooting videos and living at my pops now
Started out humble but I kinda wanna lot now
Old chicks crying cause they know that they lost out
Gotta full clip loaded up for my hostiles
Flow so cold like it's flown in from moscow
Talk that talk and you finna get knocked out
Gimme some time and I'm outta here
I spit a rhyme and I'm outta here
All of my haters so mad I'm here
I'm floatin up in the stratosphere
How are you actin' so cavalier?
Bitch I ain't buzzed I just had a beer
Ain't on my level not even near
I'm floating up in stratosphere
Woah
Woah, woah
Floating, floatin
Bitch I'm gone
Goodbye
Bitch I'm GOATed
Too high
Yea
Woah, woah
Gimme some time and I'm outta here
I spit a rhyme and I'm outta here
All of my haters so mad I'm here
I'm floatin' up in the stratosphere
How are you actin' so cavalier?
Bitch I ain't buzzed I just had a beer
Ain't on my level not even near
I'm floating up in stratosphere
Yea
I'm so high up that I can't see the ground
I'm over the clouds, and over you clowns
I mix the flow with the bounce
I'm still makin sounds, when no ones around
I'm smokin the loud, but don't know if Smokin's allowed
They think that they holding me down
Gotta catch me doin laundry
That's the only time I throw in the towel
The coldest around, and that ain't debatable
Ain't no round table, no discussion
Just some 808s and percussion
That's all I ever really wanted
6 years of my life
Hope it's leading up to somethin
I don't have a plan B
I'm just gonna keep runnin
Gimme some time and I'm outta here
I spit a rhyme and I'm outta here
All of my haters so mad I'm here
I'm floatin up in the stratosphere
How are you actin so cavalier?
Bitch I ain't buzzed I just had a beer
They ain't on my level not even near
I'm floating up in stratosphere
I wake up, check my phone, see if I'm viral yet
I'm takin bolt bus, but it's bout time to get
Travolta, and go buy a jet
You said you ride for the team, but I lie detect
I see you tryin to be what I am already
I spit one damn flow she a fan already
My whole team fulla champs, get the damn confetti
I know they can't forget me, I need the bands a plenty
So I'ma keep on planning, I'll never let y'all scam me
My view so zoomed in like electron scanning
I manifest like manic till I'm the last one standing
I'm in a state of panic, but I don't pop no xanny
You barred out
I got a load of bodies to cart out
You never known somebody so far out
In the cosmos, I'll go to another planet fore I ever come down
Gimme some time and I'm outta here
I spit a rhyme and I'm outta here
All of my haters so mad I'm here
I'm floatin' up in the stratosphere
How are you actin so cavalier?
Bitch I ain't buzzed I just had a beer
Ain't on my level not even near
I'm floating up in stratosphere
I'm goin up
You goin down
I'm goin up
You goin down
I ain't fuckin around
Oh you fuckin around?
Bitch I'm goin up
You goin' down down down
I think it's really time for me for blow
Look at all the energy I bring to every show
Look at all the love that I been gettin round the globe
They connecting to the message in my music and it's helping em to cope
That's the only goal I ever had
I been gettin lifted like a medavac
If I'm undercooked, then I send it back
Money that I put into my craft, I'ma get it back
Lookin at my plate like, are you gonna finish that?
Bitch I wanna it really bad, I ain't gonna stop now
Locked in the studio until I get it locked down
I been shooting videos and living at my pops now
Started out humble but I kinda wanna lot now
Old chicks crying cause they know that they lost out
Gotta full clip loaded up for my hostiles
Flow so cold like it's flown in from moscow
Talk that talk and you finna get knocked out
Gimme some time and I'm outta here
I spit a rhyme and I'm outta here
All of my haters so mad I'm here
I'm floatin up in the stratosphere
How are you actin' so cavalier?
Bitch I ain't buzzed I just had a beer
Ain't on my level not even near
I'm floating up in stratosphere
Woah
Woah, woah
Floating, floatin
Bitch I'm gone
Goodbye
Bitch I'm GOATed
Too high
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Galayda
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