Intergalactic Hustler

Back with some hustler music
Its ya boy Mac
And today were goin in on something a bit different
We've got some Old Wayne on the track for us today

One for the dough, Yeah Yeah Yeah
One for the show, Yeah Yeah Yeah
One for the bros, Yeah Yeah Yeah
LETS fucking GO

Breaking through the astral plane
What a lane
Cosmos running through my veins
I might be going insane
All this money on my brain
Only way I stay sane
Make the pain go away
Actually
Fuck it
Let it stay
Tearing through the main frame
Dressed out with Gucci Gang
Only thing on my brain
Is giving her the Wang
This one bitch head insane
Got me rethinking my lane
In the wraith switching lanes
Stayin in my lane
was never in the plan(e)

It was never in the plan
Ima do my own thang
Running wild in the rain
With all my cooped up pain
Every day I just stay sane
Locked away for your sake
Waiting for the day
To break these chains

Wrapped up in my brain
Lost but not insane
Cuz I caught a lane
Nothing was the same
So I changed the game
Doing it in every way
I just took the game by its reigns
Leading the pack to massive fuckin gains
All along the way
We just paved the way

Making our way past the astral plane
Going super sane
Run it up again
I said run it up again
We're gonna buy a fucking plane
Just to do it all over again
Cuz I feel myself slipping sane

Let's go space gang
Wilding on the astral plain
Black holes are insane
Here we go again
Running wild the pain
Let's show them how we make our way
through the milky fuckin way
Make some fucking gains
Breaking chains all along da way
All along the fuckin way
We be breaking chains
Every single fuckin day
That's how we pave the way
No we can not stop to play
Comet comin cold like my brain
With my heart hot like a rod
Soul cold like a droid
Constantly looking for a
way to fill the void
But I can not do it
Because it gets me so annoyed
Even though I want to fill the void
I've been destroyed
I'm a bit paranoid
Put that on Doi

It was never in the plan
Ima do my own thang
Running wild in the rain
With all my cooped up pain
Every day I just stay sane
Locked away for your sake
Waiting for the day
to break these chains

Wrapped up in my brain
Lost but not insane
Cuz I caught a lane
Nothing was the same
So I changed the game
Doing it in every way
I just took the game by its reign's
Leading the pack to massive fuckin gains
All along the way
We just paved the way

Making our way past the astral plane
Going super sane
Run it up again
I said run it up again
Were gonna buy a fucking plane
Just to do it all over again

Slipping sane
Running wild like the wind
See the sun peak again
the moons in the bend
But alas its the end
So we run in with some aliens in a pinch
Swore they missed the moon by a fuckin inch
Running and Gunning
Straight Hustling
Like Nicki we be Bussing
Just like it was nothin
Pressing the button of discussion
We cant stop stop until
Were at the top Buzzing
As a topic of high production



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Malone
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link