Out My Tree

I'm gonna go away
I'm jumping to the moon
In a silver suit
A parachute
A big hot air balloon

Oh momma
Don't worry
These people ain't for me
I've sold myself to hell and back
La ba de da da da dee
La ba de da da da dee

I got cities in my pocket
And I see them every day
All these faces
I forgot 'em
But they say

You need to be funky
You need to be cool
You wanna be just like me
I disagree
You fool

I'm already lucky
I'm already loose
I'm out of my tree
Don't stress for me
I ain't no fool

Ten fingers to the sun
I'm running for my life
I came
I saw
I took the floor
Then back into the wild

So you cats
Take all that
Do with it what you please
Swing to the right
And swing to the left
La ba de da da da dee

I got cities in my pocket
And I see them every day
All these faces
I forgot 'em
But they say

You need to be funky
You need to be cool
You wanna be just like me
I disagree
You fool

I'm already lucky
I'm already loose
I'm out of my tree
Don't stress for me
I ain't no fool

You need to be funky
You need to be cool
You wanna be just like me
I disagree
You fool

I'm already lucky
I'm already loose
I'm out of my tree
Don't stress for me
I ain't no fool



Credits
Writer(s): Shani Rose, Roxanne Jeanal Bolzonello, Matthew David Tryba, Carmen Joseph "cj" Deleo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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