[Intro]
Uh, yeah

[Verse]
Window seat on a plane
Only right for a Specktator and still got my feet in the game
Pilot talking turbulence, woman next to me is nervous
Saying something to me, I'm just noddin' to these verses
Everything I own up in this suitcase
Labor feeling even better than the fruit taste
That's how you know it's love
They tell you to do anything you wanna but no one does
Looking at the city lights this high, on some King Kong shit
Music you can live by, on my theme song shit
Rather be real and be me than be on quick
Now that we here, feels good, we beyond it
Young and killing things
Product of the years, I kept it bottled up when feeling things
Now I say it when it's time
I've been heating up the winter time
Everything I got I took 'cause they ain't give me mine
Pack