Spaceship Gassed Up
Uh- i.Want more than a little -
Uh - I want my dogs out the kennel
New Jim Crow - brotha dont sleep
Watch out for the pump fake dont leap
We just want a break where theres no thought
We just wanna dance - gotta make it pop
Uh I want more than a little
Uh I want the spaceship gassed up
On the roof top grillin - over lookin the skyline
Im contemplating hunnets of millions for me and my guys
We all got chil'ren - no time for feelings
For them Ill empty clips - but I mean lord willin'
Dont nobody try me - Im just a humble servant
It might get confusing - I know Im mad fervent
Moms always found a bag - school clothes - Mervyns
Poverty proves magic - wizardry - Merlin
Aunty perkin but you know its all good
From here to whatever man you know it's all hood
Its easier to fantasize than it is realize
Ima rapper that sell real estate thats just real life
How they gon' respect a check that bounce?
They better respect the intellect every single ounce
Footwork on Ben Varine - Gregory Hines
Idolize the legends - they gave us the signs
Uh- I want more than a little -
Uh - I want my dogs out the kennel
New Jim Crow - brotha dont sleep
Watch out for the pump fake dont leap
We just want a break where theres no thought
We just wanna dance - gotta make it pop
Uh I want more than a little
Uh I want the spaceship gassed up
I want us all to have money so it aint no fear of missin out
I want to feel lucky for another day I get to bought
I want wings n things chicken
I want to feel the love like 93 Richmond
I want hella people to listen
I want em all to know I got hella good intention
I want a crispy pair of Jordan 1's
I want a UFO to cross me in a hit and run
I want to not want for nothin
I want the world to see my daughter for more than just a woman
I want to go to Vegas and not check my balance
I want to drink wine by the gallon and not wake up with a headache
I want my son to be great- way greater than me
I want the Warriors to beat the Lakers every time they meet
I want a house - and a RV - a boat - and coupe
I want to die without lies - open eyes to the truth
Uh - I want my dogs out the kennel
New Jim Crow - brotha dont sleep
Watch out for the pump fake dont leap
We just want a break where theres no thought
We just wanna dance - gotta make it pop
Uh I want more than a little
Uh I want the spaceship gassed up
On the roof top grillin - over lookin the skyline
Im contemplating hunnets of millions for me and my guys
We all got chil'ren - no time for feelings
For them Ill empty clips - but I mean lord willin'
Dont nobody try me - Im just a humble servant
It might get confusing - I know Im mad fervent
Moms always found a bag - school clothes - Mervyns
Poverty proves magic - wizardry - Merlin
Aunty perkin but you know its all good
From here to whatever man you know it's all hood
Its easier to fantasize than it is realize
Ima rapper that sell real estate thats just real life
How they gon' respect a check that bounce?
They better respect the intellect every single ounce
Footwork on Ben Varine - Gregory Hines
Idolize the legends - they gave us the signs
Uh- I want more than a little -
Uh - I want my dogs out the kennel
New Jim Crow - brotha dont sleep
Watch out for the pump fake dont leap
We just want a break where theres no thought
We just wanna dance - gotta make it pop
Uh I want more than a little
Uh I want the spaceship gassed up
I want us all to have money so it aint no fear of missin out
I want to feel lucky for another day I get to bought
I want wings n things chicken
I want to feel the love like 93 Richmond
I want hella people to listen
I want em all to know I got hella good intention
I want a crispy pair of Jordan 1's
I want a UFO to cross me in a hit and run
I want to not want for nothin
I want the world to see my daughter for more than just a woman
I want to go to Vegas and not check my balance
I want to drink wine by the gallon and not wake up with a headache
I want my son to be great- way greater than me
I want the Warriors to beat the Lakers every time they meet
I want a house - and a RV - a boat - and coupe
I want to die without lies - open eyes to the truth
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Writer(s): Dameon Bledsoe, Rawshee Grier
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