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No Ceiling

 

No Ceiling


I pay you no mind, I do what I like
I write these wrongs like rhymes
All I need of my man is to see that's mine
Pardon when I shine
Hands to the sky, oh my

Woah-Woah, no ceiling
Woah-Woah, good feeling
Woah-Woah, I might send it up, might send it, I might send it
Woah-Woah, no ceiling
Woah-Woah, good feeling
Woah-Woah, I might send it up (Eh)

No se puede desvariar, dando la vuelta en la recta final
No paro de acelerar, ¿quién me va a frenar? (Skrrt)
Llego en mi máquina (Yah), ando por la vía rápida (Sí)
Soy de una especie galáctica, tengo el mundo en mis manos (Eh)
Las palabras hago malabarear

Y si acelero, no me paran (No), el viento pega en mi cara
'Toy brillando con mi drip-drip (Ice), una luz que no se apaga
Oh, oh, oh, coming for the—
Eh, eh, eh

I pay you no mind, I do what I like
I write these wrongs like rhymes
All I need of my man is to see that's mine
Pardon when I shine
Hands to the sky, oh my

Woah-Woah, no ceiling
Woah-Woah, good feeling
Woah-Woah, I might send it up, might send it, I might send it
Woah-Woah, no ceiling
Woah-Woah, good feeling
Woah-Woah, I might send it up

Sigo creando versos para decir lo que pienso
Me sumerjo en mi universo, ahí es dónde conmigo converso (Prr)
Yeh-eh, nuevo día para estar mejor
Frente al espejo me desafié hasta sacar mi mejor versión (Yo', yo', yo')

Y si acelero, no me paran (No), el viento pega en mi cara
'Toy brillando con mi drip-drip (Ice), una luz que no se apaga
Oh, oh, oh, coming for the—
Yeh, eh, eh

I pay you no mind, I do what I like
I write these wrongs like rhymes
All I need of my man is to see that's mine
Pardon when I shine
Hands to the sky, oh my

Woah-Woah, no ceiling
Woah-Woah, good feeling
Woah-Woah, I might send it up, might send it, I might send it
Woah-Woah, no ceiling
Woah-Woah, good feeling
Woah-Woah, I might send it up

I block with you an interaction, oh
Come back to life it's a ritual
I make my own pattern, it's Calico
Guess I feel like a Midas
When I touch down I might just
Turn all these people to love
Just turn all the judgers to [?]

Woah-Woah, no ceiling
Woah-Woah, good feeling
Woah-Woah, I might send it up, might send it, I might send it
Woah-Woah, no ceiling
Woah-Woah, good feeling
Woah-Woah, I might send it up

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Nova gon' make that **** bang

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