Hiya Plane

Brush doing dances
On the painted canvas
I take advantage then take a nap like Peyton manning
Like my child
I'm a raise the standard
Doing fatal damage
This higher plane
Ain't made for landing
I watch it unfold
Like I made it a pamphlet
Looking messianic
City behind me
Like my name was Kansas
Me and music
Gotta sacred marriage
One I came to cherish
Black is my favorite color
I'm tryna reach the people
I ain't chasing numbers
All ya faces ima stay in front of
It's more about the truth
Then tryna make a judgement
I'm on some shit
I really can't explain to others
Ya foundation on a shaky structure
If I don't see the way
I'm a make a tunnel

Brush doing dances
On the painted canvas
I take then take a nap
Like Peyton Manning
Like my child
I'm a raise the standard
Doing fatal damage
This hiya plane
Ain't made for landing

I was a orphan
Til the truth became apparent
Disconnected from illusions
That I cherished
But life it kept moving like a Ferris
I learned to make do
With all the tools
I would inherit
They gave you boys the image
You just traced it over
I chiseled off the extras
And I made a sculpture
Even in one place
Dawg I stayed in motion
I'm staring at the things
That you hate to notice
Staying focused due to energy
I stay invoking
Shit I guess it's safe to say I'm chosen

Brush doing dances
On the painted canvas
I take advantage
Then take a nap
Like Peyton manning
Like my child
I'm a raise the standard
Doing fatal damage
This hiya plane
Ain't made for landing



Credits
Writer(s): Malik Barnett-tyes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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