[Intro: Jonwayne]

One more time

[Chorus: Jonwayne]

While you been lining up these lines, I've been lining up these planets

Like I'm getting every green light and you just don't understand it

See, I'm in tune and you're not, with my crew and you're not, keep the future

And my proof 'cause I'm the truth and you're not

While you been lining up these lines, I've been lining up these planets

Like I'm getting every green light and you just don't understand it

See, I'm in tune and you're not, with my crew and you're not, keep the future

And my proof 'cause I'm the truth and you're not

[Verse 1: Jonwayne]

I'm in my zone when the sun is going home and the moon is over dome

I've been colder than a stone, she got to be a bad if I'm getting off my throne

Just to watch her moan and groan that this dick is overgrown

My dome is overflown with these joints you're calling home, call your homies

It's about to be the shit if you can get into my show

I rock until the tick, these honey's tacking on my toes, I'm rapping from

The tap like death is wrapping on your dough, these cats ain't doing shit

And yet they're stacking up their clothes, like, "maybe this will help my flow

Blah-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah

I ain't balling when I should be like the Rucker fucking up

Man, these people don't get genius I'm ahead of everyone

I can't wait until they sign me, I'ma sell a million copies

See the world inside a jet until these bitches call me Papi,"

He says while we're on Venice saying "Will you sign my copy?"

I scribble my initials real sloppy like don't bother me

[Chorus: Jonwayne]

While you been lining up these lines, I've been lining up these planets

Like I'm getting every green light and you just don't understand it

See, I'm in tune and you're not, with my crew and you're not, keep the future

And my proof 'cause I'm the truth and you're not

While you been lining up these lines, I've been lining up these planets

Like I'm getting every green light and you just don't understand it

See, I'm in tune and you're not, with my crew and you're not, keep the future

And my proof 'cause I'm the truth and you're not

[Verse 2: Jonwayne]

Ayo, it's time to say fuck it, grab a forty and a bucket

'Cause I'm sitting in my chonies eating poppy seed muffins

You gotta beg to put my heat up in the oven, if you wanna

Hear me rhyme that'll cost you forty ducats, times a thousand

I arouse it with my housing then I Charlie Brown clown 'em, make 'em

Bow to the loudness, my prow prowess, she thinking "please plow us"

She wanna buy my dick, thirty, fifty, sixty flowers, this renown

Next to my rhyme malice, all these rap renegades they be looking

Like cowards, can't see past their bills like mallards, claiming

Lions and munching on a salad, get that shit up off my pallet, I stay

Kicking in my palace, that's what you wanna get when you're living off

Your talents, keep my pen inside my talons tryna write my dream houses

That's why your girl's with me tonight, who needs blouses?

[Bridge: Anderson .Paak]

Yeah, yeah, it's electric

But I guess if you can't feel it, you know, you just ain't built for it

I've hard times singing with a bitch that can't stay in tune, you know? (Yeah)

I can open doors but if you can't hold the key then there's really not (Uh)

Much more I can do

One-two, one-two (Yeah, yeah)

One-two, one-two (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Anderson .Paak]

Yeah, I'm beginning to fall in the center of my basis

And with a deep grin, smile in amazement

These old sneakers changed to alligators

My hand me down pea coats switched to velvet blazer

Born inside an igloo, my pops' ice chamber

Cooler than what's underneath the ice skater

Foolish men who talk big but like waiting

No legs to stand on, fuck it, I can't save 'em

No, I can't save her, though she's my favorite

She don't want much but to ride my wave and

Carry my boy through foreign location

She's gorgeous, but a whore's within her DNA

And it's important to let you be who you are, I can't force it

I'm mighty morphing

Kick it with my yellow ranger, niggas salty

And lay down like put him in the coffin

Gold crown on my ten-pound​ noggin

I can see the stars align and my God

It's a beautiful time to be shining on point, and pardon me

I just never get the option to ride a beat

With this much space often, probably the most underrated yet

Elevated, flying over California in my saucer, awesome