Nasa

Let's take a trip to outer space
Don't wanna feel misery in our face
If I'm being real we wanna leave this place
Going past the stars somewhere very away

Light one up and feel alive
Smoke a joint to heal my mind
Take a trip to outer space
12 am we out this late
Hoping in with an enterest fee
Out of touch with reality
I feel the weight of gravity
I don't want to leave this fantasy
Make u-tune like a boomerang
Just to see how far we came
Looking for the next club
Seeing where we end up
Ya know we had to test our luck
Had to get me one more cup
Right before when the doors shut (Ay, Ay)

Let's take a trip to outer space
Don't wanna feel misery in our face
If I'm being real we wanna leave this place
Going past the stars somewhere very away

My head is spinning like vinyl
Going backward in a spiral
Fucked up but I'm in denial
High key drunk but still so mindful
Playing our song and the crowds go's wild
Enjoining the waves, Ride em like tidal
Enjoying the moment, Enjoying her style
We hopped in her whip and we're driving for miles
I'm flipping these stacks, Can you relax
She busting a grove, at the kickback
I'm shooting my shot, I ain't looking for love
Ain't considering lust (Nahh)
She's lacking a vibe and loyalty
I'ma get this money accordingly
Before my life start to fold on me
Thanks to y'all who supported me

Let's take a trip to outer space
Don't wanna feel misery in our face
If I'm being real we wanna leave this place
Going past the stars somewhere very away
Let's take a trip to outer space
Don't wanna feel misery in our face
If I'm being real we wanna leave this place
Going past the stars somewhere very away



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Worden
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