Aviator
Oh yeah, Lion
I ain't going back
We done came a long way, right
I ain't going back
I done came a long way right, on that Aviator
On that Aviator got eighty haters
With black masks and detonators
In a math class filled with second graders
Hashtag- hell's elevator
My fellow neighbors I pray for y'all
When the wind blows we paper dolls
Get my tempo and I'm taking off
Pimp slow, my cape and all
Saving y'all but my faith is flawed
'Cause I never could stare in the face of God
Ya never put my faith in the fakes because
Am I the only here that caught a case before?
On that Aviator with the A-D-A'ers
Talking trap shit, that's entrapment
So I don't say shit, same song
Run that back the whole day long
This is what I was made for
All that pain bitch I paid for it
All that game that I gained for it
All them lames I out-aimed for it
Ain't a thang that I'd change for it
My only claim's that I came for it
Not only flame there's no name for it
And I only aim to be paid for it
I be on the Eastside looking out my window
Catch me on the Westside puffing on that indo
I been on the south side fucking with my kinfolk
Time I hit the Northside they like where you been bro?
I been on that Aviator
On that Aviator
Out there on that Aviator
On that Aviator
And I'm sky bound in a space race
With the pedal down trying stay straight
Dreams on the back of my eyelids
Paint 'em shut til that day breaks
I got emcee's living rent free off the back of shit that we paid for
Got memories of PIMP C going hard on the top of that clay court
Wash park- right across the curb
And we talking shit to them officers
Til the shots blow, and the cops go
Left us all alone in this pothole
Til the body fell, you could probably tell
Who it was by the way that his Mama yelled
Shit stays for a long time- replays at the wrong time
I got a lot of shit and it fucks with me
Got a partner lost parental custody
And as he gripped the gun he said I miss my son
And when I gave a hug he just remained a thug
I said damn, this shit's realer than ever
This shit's realer than ever
Hit the blunt- take a sip for lunch
My only fear that we here forever
I be on the Eastside looking out my window
Catch me on the Westside puffing on that indo
I been on the south side fucking with my kinfolk
Time I hit the Northside they like where you been bro?
I been on that Aviator
On that Aviator
Out there on that Aviator
On that Aviator
On that Aviator, yeah
I just been trying to stay afloat like
The world keep pulling you down, like they keep pulling you down like... cool
Like, moving my life towards progress
On some solo floating
It gets so idly out here like
Zone God
I'm up here all alone God
I hope you safely make it home God
I be on the Eastside looking out my window
Catch me on the Westside puffing on that indo
I been on the south side fucking with my kinfolk
Time I hit the Northside they like where you been bro?
I been on that Aviator
On that Aviator
Out there on that Aviator
On that Aviator
I ain't going back
We done came a long way, right
I ain't going back
I done came a long way right, on that Aviator
On that Aviator got eighty haters
With black masks and detonators
In a math class filled with second graders
Hashtag- hell's elevator
My fellow neighbors I pray for y'all
When the wind blows we paper dolls
Get my tempo and I'm taking off
Pimp slow, my cape and all
Saving y'all but my faith is flawed
'Cause I never could stare in the face of God
Ya never put my faith in the fakes because
Am I the only here that caught a case before?
On that Aviator with the A-D-A'ers
Talking trap shit, that's entrapment
So I don't say shit, same song
Run that back the whole day long
This is what I was made for
All that pain bitch I paid for it
All that game that I gained for it
All them lames I out-aimed for it
Ain't a thang that I'd change for it
My only claim's that I came for it
Not only flame there's no name for it
And I only aim to be paid for it
I be on the Eastside looking out my window
Catch me on the Westside puffing on that indo
I been on the south side fucking with my kinfolk
Time I hit the Northside they like where you been bro?
I been on that Aviator
On that Aviator
Out there on that Aviator
On that Aviator
And I'm sky bound in a space race
With the pedal down trying stay straight
Dreams on the back of my eyelids
Paint 'em shut til that day breaks
I got emcee's living rent free off the back of shit that we paid for
Got memories of PIMP C going hard on the top of that clay court
Wash park- right across the curb
And we talking shit to them officers
Til the shots blow, and the cops go
Left us all alone in this pothole
Til the body fell, you could probably tell
Who it was by the way that his Mama yelled
Shit stays for a long time- replays at the wrong time
I got a lot of shit and it fucks with me
Got a partner lost parental custody
And as he gripped the gun he said I miss my son
And when I gave a hug he just remained a thug
I said damn, this shit's realer than ever
This shit's realer than ever
Hit the blunt- take a sip for lunch
My only fear that we here forever
I be on the Eastside looking out my window
Catch me on the Westside puffing on that indo
I been on the south side fucking with my kinfolk
Time I hit the Northside they like where you been bro?
I been on that Aviator
On that Aviator
Out there on that Aviator
On that Aviator
On that Aviator, yeah
I just been trying to stay afloat like
The world keep pulling you down, like they keep pulling you down like... cool
Like, moving my life towards progress
On some solo floating
It gets so idly out here like
Zone God
I'm up here all alone God
I hope you safely make it home God
I be on the Eastside looking out my window
Catch me on the Westside puffing on that indo
I been on the south side fucking with my kinfolk
Time I hit the Northside they like where you been bro?
I been on that Aviator
On that Aviator
Out there on that Aviator
On that Aviator
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Bonds
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