Yeah (Where haven't we been yet)
Fool (Jet Set now where haven't)
Where haven't, we been (Gotta stay fresh)
Yeah, (Life under the scope)
(Full speed, full court)
(Media press)
Yeah, my weed lit,
My glass chill,
Couldn't be concerned that's how a hater feel
Car service only opportunity for rest,
In between destinations a lil' hibernation
Life under the scope I gotta stay fresh,
They just wanna see ya fallin'
The only reason the cameras are when ya walkin'
The only reason they listenin' when ya talkin',
Waitin' on ya to contridict yaself
All be and evict yourself from the house
Like when Beth instigated that situation
With Tammy got David kicked out
Suckers tryin' figure my angle,
Puzzled by my shuffle icky wood in the bangles
Adjust my wing rudders in the presence of danger,
Drop bombs on them niggas from the middle
Stay calm knowin' we belong on the top,
But we ain't trippin',
Cause we'll get there in a minute
Yeah, that's the statement for the mission
Swiss movements so my watch ain't tickin'
Who yo crew is,
Them niggas is bomb,
Throwin' party's don't that bitch come
They all at my art showin',
Me and my folks gettin' drunk
Bangin' my sound from the wall mouse
Yeah, life under the scope
Everything is a test,
It's all day
Go, full speed, full court
Media, press,
They just wan' see ya fuck it all up
Turn over, make ya give the ball up
They just wanna see ya fuck it all up
(Yeah)
Vintage air chairs hangin' from the ceilin',
Naked beauties and blush pillows in em,
Incense and fresh linen,
I spit a complex venom
The real niggas it strengthins
The fake niggas it kills them,
And the Big homie said
That he "Still got visions of the rooftop."
As do I,
George Jetson Jefferson
Deluxe apartment in the sky,
Niggas can't downplay me baby
I'm too high
Pilots speak I crafted these in my Impala seat,
A New Orleans nigga,
And I'm way in the N-Y-C weed twistin'
On a mission and I'm fishin' for my nigga Skibeatz
I been in the game, O-G
Seen fools blow up
And blow it low key