Im falling out the sky I just released my parachute
Feeling like I bought a million dollar pair of shoes
Haters gone be clocking and docing your every move yea
You could tell a hater by the way they stare at you
I walk the path of my conscious
Direct myself like a compass
List of shit to accomplish
Ran out of time just to talk it
Young nigga no flossing
Strategically stay bossin
Talking shit it'll cost em
I caught the shit Randy Mossed em
Lots of ways you could be yourself
Lots of ways you could be yourself
Lots of ways you could be yourself
Lots of ways you could be yourself
Verse on the page
Hook on the mind
I do this shit all if the time
I like to spit rhymes
Over these nice beats of mine
My flow is a crime
Spend a night
In this dope cell that I write
I like to take flight
At the speed of a bike
Lets do this shit right
I go in my bag I set up the mic
I do it cause music is life
High as a kite
Enjoying the fight
No need to prove that im nice
Im falling out the sky I just released my parachute
Feeling like I bought a million dollar pair of shoes
Haters gone be clocking and docing your every move yea
You could tell a hater by the way they stare at you