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Yeah Tu-turn me up a little bit in the headphones Just a lil bit so I can hear myself Yeah... Okay It's Wiz Khalifa man Mr spacely Teach you niggas how to fly the fuck out you know I told em it's gone be a big year It's a lot of shit on my plate This what you want Okay or okaay haha Yeah Taylor gang or fuckin kill yourself man That's how we get down Uh ya So far so good Cause I been doing things that you wish ya'll could Hoppin outta planes The kush numbs problems in my brain And rosee bottles for the pain The lines that I ink make rappers get kinda nervous People telling me to sink when I'm trying to surface Groupies all up in my face like they got a purpose Cause we ain't gotta pour drink bring bottle service Orange juice and some more flutes SongtexteLet a friend sky dive man I need more shoots I'm live wire you a cord loose No charge I go so hard Hookin up a table on a promo tour Say I live a dream but I'm just on my job And can't quit cause the first class flights get addictive Try and get a ticket Say I'm on my way but I don't know where I'm going Been gone so many days don't know my way back home Now I'm starin out this window And I see my life in aerial so I might as well write my name on a cloud Ain't comfortable but got my feet up It's hard to hear you when you thirty thousand feet up Claims since I got my cheese up I been walking round chest out like some D cups Ole g puff say you got it locked and we found out it's the key stuck Used to fuckin with that cheap stuff I show you rosee bottles of that cleeko Than we drink till we fall And when you wake up and realize what you did It'll be me that you call But I'll be on a plane And even though we had fun Shit I don't know your name Say I'm on my way but I don't know where I'm going Been gone so many days don't know my way back home Now I'm starin at this window And I see my life in aerial so I might as well write my name on a cloud Aus Songtexte Mania