NASA

By RealRose

Released on November 28, 2018

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[Pre-Chorus]

Live for tomorrow but die for today

Get the fuck out my way

Stay the fuck out my lane

Get the fuck out my face

Let me do what I do

Homey give me my space

[Chorus] x4

Bet I'm 'bout to blast off, NASA


[Verse 1]

There are levels to the game

There ain't no elevator way

Don't hesitate the play you make

Some graduate but stay the same

Some circulate but never change

At any rate it's all a race

So pace accordingly to weight

I levitate like David Blaine

I elevate away from pain

I demonstrate my flow insane

The 808 pumping my brain

I calculate I'm built for fame

And I insist we not the same

If life a bitch and I'm her man

Give her the dick but not the bands!

Damn!

Who is your mans, fam?

He just a Stan, fan!

I'm more like Em!

R.E.M!

There you go sleeping again!

Ten plays that could turn into M!

Ain't nobody wanna hold you down 'til then!

Got a hundred problems but you got no friends!

Hundred dollar shoes but you can't pay rent!

Bum on the streets but you flex on the 'Gram!


[Pre-Chorus]

Live for tomorrow but die for today

Get the fuck out my way

Stay the fuck out my lane

Get the fuck out my face

Let me do what I do

Homey give me my space

[Chorus] x4

Bet I'm 'bout to blast off, NASA


[Verse 2]

Out of pocket cop me a rocket I'm going cosmic

Carbon comic copies cause a concoction I call it toxic

I'm the bossman flow like a faucet you couldn't stop it

Give me the sauce pan

That's what I drown in so call it Offset!

Eeny meeny miny moe

Pick a hoe

Get a hoe

Any hoe

When you see me riding low

For the green

Piccolo

Chilling like I'm Jonny Snow

Spacing out like UFO

Smoking on an eight of gold

Ease the pain within my soul

Sprouting wings like OVO!

Want some beef I'm Burger King you heard of me

I bring the heat like toolio

It should be known my flow is gold like twenty four

My heart is froze like two below

My mind is go

I lock and load

Got no control

I overdose on wanting more

I go for broke than go for more

I never choke

I never fold

I never do what I am told!

Handle business on the low

Handle missions for the dough

Rags to riches overlord

I'm born for this so now you know!


[Pre-Chorus]

Live for tomorrow but die for today

Get the fuck out my way

Stay the fuck out my lane

Get the fuck out my face

Let me do what I do

Homey give me my space

[Chorus] x4

Bet I'm 'bout to blast off, NASA