30,000ft

Baby called me overnight
Now I'm like 30,000 feet up in the air
Midwest, beautiful sights
Back in the east it be snowing in Montclair
Drip from the bottle, fly to Chicago
Might need a verse from Serrano
Rock like rugby, timid like mugs be
Might have a start up in Palo
Then we go start up Impalas, ya never proper
Stop w the pop ups
You in mi casa, back with the tapas
Fried calamari with pasta
Used to think everything chillin til life showed me it was the start of the process
Gotta stay humble with no word to mumble to get all your blessings and not stress
If ya could only imagine
None of this shit came from plannin
It was just mannin, living life free to the casket
Nuthin if we stuck in traffic, this'll be pannin
Car just blastin, card in my wallet not plastic
Jo' get the backend, uh
Fuck y'all feelins
This on God, no killing
This on blood, no reel in
Next year in Cabo, chillen
At the Apollo, spinnin
Murcielago rimmin
Can't keep me from spillin
All of this liquor I'm sippin
They think it's tough but we do it with ease
Top of the month so we get to the cream
Pullin up clean, call up a truck limousine
Don't give a fuck what it means
I just do this for the team
Used to be poppin em beans
Not what it seems
I only wanted to leave
Now I'm just plotting the scene