Moonwalk

(album: Father Figure 3: Somewhere Out There - 2019)

Woah, Kenny
Ayy, look

You know my life is crazy, look at my DM's (Look at my DM's), yeah
Bust her ass one time, now she acting like my BM (Ooh), yeah
Battling demons, they was sleeping like a Tylenol PM
Sending my prayer somewhere in the sky 'cause I ain't even know what God to believe in (Facts)
I was just hoping it landed (Facts)
I was just hoping whoever was listening know I ain't take it for granted (Facts)
I may not be of this planet
I see you niggas and don't understand it
You on borrowed money and borrowed time, signing names on dotted lines
You should draw a line, real shit
I am legend in my city, I'm Will Smith
Old bitch did me dirty, I healed quick
I'ma cop a billboard in front of her house so she can look at it and feel sick (Ooh)
Upper echelon and petty, pop a couple uppers, now a nigga ready woah, Kenny, take a lil' time to kill 'em slow, Kenny
Travel the globe, the same bros with me

Snow on that road, but I still don't slip, ayy
Moonwalk like Mike Jack through all that shit, ayy
If the sky falls, I bet I catch it, hey
It's destined, yeah
Don't mind me I'm out here doing what the fuck I'm 'posed to, uh
Reparation, bitch, I need a check (Check), check (Ooh)
Can't hear you from in the sky 'cause I've been going postal (Still)
Need a bag wherever we at next (Yeah)

I come from the side of the town where they gun you down, but we made a way through it
Baggage claim like I work at Spirit but it's only spirit so you can't relate to it, broke nigga (Broke nigga)
Out in Copenhagen, know I brought the Bay to 'em
Shit still be surprising me like what I say to 'em? Why they fuck with me?
How I escape through a show, luckily, uh (Skrrt)
Pops got me knife sharp, I feel like I'm cutlery, hey
My circle Cheerio small, I don't need no company
I don't need new friends suddenly
I don't need another new drug in me
Since I been lit, niggas been plugging me, I'm lit, hmm
And I can't tell what's real no more (I can't tell what's real)
What are you tryna conceal bro-bro?
Hopped out of my feels and stayed on ten toes
Then got it popping, Xans, Benzos
It's all mental, all in your head every time

Snow on that road, but I still don't slip, ayy
Moonwalk like Mike Jack through all that shit, ayy
If the sky falls, I bet I catch it, hey
It's destined, yeah
Don't mind me I'm out here doing what the fuck I'm 'posed to, uh
Reparation, bitch, I need a check (Check), check (Ooh)
Can't hear you from in the sky 'cause I've been going postal (Still)
Need a bag wherever we at next