tranquility base (bonus)
First things first, I'mma make me a killing
I might bet it all but I'll make it back
'09 Weezy, cause there ain't no ceilings
Icarus when I wing it, put the pain on wax
Got my head out the grains of sand
Freight on my back, I train on tracks
Put 10k in it, put 20k in it
Put 50 on 50 on 50 on 50 on wait
No need be petty for city or state
Y'all in a frenzy for internet fame
You think you funny, you really a lame
If you ain't hungry, well gimme the plate
Backseat, backseat, gimme the play
Lackeys can't speak, get out my face
Walking on this beat, floating on this beat
Taking this up to Tranquility Base
Shoot for the moon like I'm Kubrick
The tutor, the student, will soon be reputed
I'mma do me, 'cause man, who else gon' do it?
My muse been the future
Past in my rearview, can't be like them purists
Thousand-yard stare, look like I was recruited
Camouflaged feelings, can't see where I'm rooted
Rapping top tier and they think that I'm zooted
I keep on enduring
But the world's so cold, innit?
White boys shooting like they Cole Bennett
Pink skies when the smoke fill it
Try to keep the lenses rose-tinted
I've been gone for like 3 or 4 years
Truth be told, feel like four minutes
When I touch down, it's a movie
Got them looking at me like Nicole Kidman
I might bet it all but I'll make it back
'09 Weezy, cause there ain't no ceilings
Icarus when I wing it, put the pain on wax
Got my head out the grains of sand
Freight on my back, I train on tracks
Put 10k in it, put 20k in it
Put 50 on 50 on 50 on 50 on wait
No need be petty for city or state
Y'all in a frenzy for internet fame
You think you funny, you really a lame
If you ain't hungry, well gimme the plate
Backseat, backseat, gimme the play
Lackeys can't speak, get out my face
Walking on this beat, floating on this beat
Taking this up to Tranquility Base
Shoot for the moon like I'm Kubrick
The tutor, the student, will soon be reputed
I'mma do me, 'cause man, who else gon' do it?
My muse been the future
Past in my rearview, can't be like them purists
Thousand-yard stare, look like I was recruited
Camouflaged feelings, can't see where I'm rooted
Rapping top tier and they think that I'm zooted
I keep on enduring
But the world's so cold, innit?
White boys shooting like they Cole Bennett
Pink skies when the smoke fill it
Try to keep the lenses rose-tinted
I've been gone for like 3 or 4 years
Truth be told, feel like four minutes
When I touch down, it's a movie
Got them looking at me like Nicole Kidman
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Writer(s): Jonny Farias, Michael Astorino
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