Galactic
Know I shoot for the top, that's my tactic
I'm out of this world, I'm galactic
Go psychotic I'm out of my mental
Get a solid ten out of ten from Fantano
I can never swallow the truth, I need a pill
Man I caught COVID and now I am ill
My lungs are popping out of my chest, what's the deal
I've been stressing out don't tell me how to feel
I ain't gotta put in any kind of effort
All you bitches sheep so don't sleep on the shepherd
I'm a sword I be tempered from the heat
I can cut you right off like these limbs getting severed
Edward
I'm a monster, scary ass white kid
Number one on the roster, the number one Rasta
In the kitchen cooking up the hits
With a bit of gravy eatin pasta, gettin nada (With yo mama)
but man, I make it look so easy no drama
I been rocking Gucci, Louis, and even a bit of prada
Shatter on the nail getting high never fail
I'm feeling calmer, your honor
I plead the fifth so don't bother
Know I shoot for the top, that's my tactic
I'm out of this world, I'm galactic
Go psychotic I'm out of my mental
Get a solid ten out of ten from Fantano
I can never swallow the truth, I need a pill
Man I caught COVID and now I am ill
My lungs are popping out of my chest, what's the deal
I've been stressing out don't tell me how to feel
My baby pulling up her shirt, that's some good ass motivation
The way that she been teasin got me feelin so elated
Man my ego inflated
The way she moving got me jaded
And when she drop it low on the floor that shit appreciated
From the path I'm deviating
On the way I'm meditating
Light one up we celebrating
When I lose a dream you can speculate I'm chasin it
Reality ain't facing it
And if you wanna get higher
Shut up and fuckin blaze it then
Stop and think about it
We made of cells and molecules
But I'm the powerhouse
That's all they teaching in these high schools
At the break of dawn I'll fly up in the atmosphere
These my last words, "I'm so gone, get me outta here"
Know I shoot for the top, that's my tactic
I'm out of this world, I'm galactic
Go psychotic I'm out of my mental
Get a solid ten out of ten from Fantano
I can never swallow the truth, I need a pill
Man I caught COVID and now I am ill
My lungs are popping out of my chest, what's the deal
I've been stressing out don't tell me how to feel
Oh, oh
I'm going home
When you look up at the stars
You be looking right at me
What am I gonna do tonight
Imma travel through the galaxy
Drink bottles of this poison with a hottie
That's a tragedy
Gravity is taking my breath
I pay a debt for my glory
I hope I make it to the end of my story
Memento Mori
I'm out of this world, I'm galactic
Go psychotic I'm out of my mental
Get a solid ten out of ten from Fantano
I can never swallow the truth, I need a pill
Man I caught COVID and now I am ill
My lungs are popping out of my chest, what's the deal
I've been stressing out don't tell me how to feel
I ain't gotta put in any kind of effort
All you bitches sheep so don't sleep on the shepherd
I'm a sword I be tempered from the heat
I can cut you right off like these limbs getting severed
Edward
I'm a monster, scary ass white kid
Number one on the roster, the number one Rasta
In the kitchen cooking up the hits
With a bit of gravy eatin pasta, gettin nada (With yo mama)
but man, I make it look so easy no drama
I been rocking Gucci, Louis, and even a bit of prada
Shatter on the nail getting high never fail
I'm feeling calmer, your honor
I plead the fifth so don't bother
Know I shoot for the top, that's my tactic
I'm out of this world, I'm galactic
Go psychotic I'm out of my mental
Get a solid ten out of ten from Fantano
I can never swallow the truth, I need a pill
Man I caught COVID and now I am ill
My lungs are popping out of my chest, what's the deal
I've been stressing out don't tell me how to feel
My baby pulling up her shirt, that's some good ass motivation
The way that she been teasin got me feelin so elated
Man my ego inflated
The way she moving got me jaded
And when she drop it low on the floor that shit appreciated
From the path I'm deviating
On the way I'm meditating
Light one up we celebrating
When I lose a dream you can speculate I'm chasin it
Reality ain't facing it
And if you wanna get higher
Shut up and fuckin blaze it then
Stop and think about it
We made of cells and molecules
But I'm the powerhouse
That's all they teaching in these high schools
At the break of dawn I'll fly up in the atmosphere
These my last words, "I'm so gone, get me outta here"
Know I shoot for the top, that's my tactic
I'm out of this world, I'm galactic
Go psychotic I'm out of my mental
Get a solid ten out of ten from Fantano
I can never swallow the truth, I need a pill
Man I caught COVID and now I am ill
My lungs are popping out of my chest, what's the deal
I've been stressing out don't tell me how to feel
Oh, oh
I'm going home
When you look up at the stars
You be looking right at me
What am I gonna do tonight
Imma travel through the galaxy
Drink bottles of this poison with a hottie
That's a tragedy
Gravity is taking my breath
I pay a debt for my glory
I hope I make it to the end of my story
Memento Mori
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Writer(s): Mason Elam
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