On the Moon

Shoot for the stars
Land on the moon, land on the moon, yeah
Out of the woods
It's coming soon, it's coming soon, yeah
Ice on my wrist
Wet like monsoon, wet like monsoon, yeah
Fuck on your bitch
My heart got no love, I think I'm immune, yeah
Now I'm on the moon bruh
I'm on the moon
Space cadet in the flesh make 'em go ape like baboon
I do it for myself, I guess the rest is just a bonus
Oh they hating? Haven't noticed
I'm too motherfucking focused, yeah

I made butterflies then I came out my cocoon, bitch
Metamorphosis I'm changing, spitting flame like Toothless
I'm cooking up gourmet instrumentals they on Ruth's Chris
Nico Woods and DXVXS slaying, they say we so ruthless
I gave 'em five, then took a sigh
Now I'm right back in the booth bitch
By booth I mean desk, just me to myself
So spare me your fucking excuses
Yeah people don't listen to visions, they blind to the image until it is finished
Then claim they was with us cause they see us winning
Nah, get the fuck out of our business

Shoot for the stars
Land on the moon, land on the moon, yeah
Out of the woods
It's coming soon, it's coming soon, yeah
Ice on my wrist
Wet like monsoon, wet like monsoon, yeah
Fuck on your bitch
My heart got no love, I think I'm immune, yeah
Now I'm on the moon bruh
I'm on the moon
Space cadet in the flesh make 'em go ape like baboon
I do it for myself, I guess the rest is just a bonus
Oh they hating? Haven't noticed
I'm too motherfucking focused, yeah

I wear contacts but my third eye see in 2020
They think I'm stupid, but I see the plot, I ain't no dummy
Talkin' down on Nico, turn your face to putty, putty
All of a sudden two-faced fucks they acting buddy-buddy
What's up
Don't care what it takes, I'm giving one hundred percent for the game
I keep it one hundred I mean what I say
Can't fuck with a rat, I can't fuck with a lame
I ball like I'm Dame
They say that I'm harmless, "Davis wouldn't hurt a fly"
But if you touch my brothers, homie you gon' have to die
So I'll take it, guess my amity my alibi
I'll drop my song before the god arrive, this Malachi motherfucker
Motherfucker
Uh

Shoot for the stars
Land on the moon, land on the moon, yeah
Out of the woods
It's coming soon, it's coming soon, yeah
Ice on my wrist
Wet like monsoon, wet like monsoon, yeah
Fuck on your bitch
My heart got no love, I think I'm immune, yeah
Now I'm on the moon bruh
I'm on the moon
Space cadet in the flesh make 'em go ape like baboon
I do it for myself, I guess the rest is just a bonus
Oh they hating? Haven't noticed
I'm too motherfucking focused, yeah

Yeah
Yeah
This the intro right here, this the intro



Credits
Writer(s): Davis Glanton
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