Parachute

(专辑： Parachute - 2019)

Whoa, whoa, whoa
Lonely is the only top parachute me I'm coming back down

God dang, everyone coming at my throat now
I'm bouta sell all my real estate
Who need a three million dollar house?
Who need a whole damn car collection that goes back to 1948?
I'ma buy a trailer park and put Earnhardt flags in every single window pane
Like ayy-ayy-ayy my life is like a zombie land would be
Strapped up like Call Of Duty in the future blasting plasma beams
My Chevy from a galaxy, nobody's human I can see
And I get pulled over by UFO's, moon-rocks in the seat

A hundred years from now I'll be cruising in the clouds
A thousand angels in the crowd but for right now
I'm on a lonely rock, hiding in a lonely spot
Lonely is the only top parachute me I'm coming back down
Whoa, coming back down
Whoa, coming back down
Whoa, lonely is the only top parachute me I'm coming back down

The past three years I've been climbing, still not tired, I can see the top
Ain't walked into their party yet 'cause I'm from a distance only here to watch
I'm a dark magician to the mental blocks, everywhere is my mental spot
Xfinity with it, my thought process got it's own motherfucking routing box
I'm bulletproof to y'all cyberspace, not co-dependent on a record label
I beat the game, they know I did, check this missed call from these millionaires
Atlantic probably looking like they found Atlantis, hand standing like a human praying mantis
Fortnite your whole hill top take the fucking glider back to my golden palace

A hundred years from now I'll be cruising in the clouds
A thousand angles in the crowd but for right now
I'm on a lonely rock, hiding in a lonely spot
Lonely is the only top parachute me I'm coming back down
Whoa, (Parachute me, parachute me) coming back down (Parachute me, parachute me)
Whoa, (Parachute me, parachute me) coming back down (Parachute me, parachute me)
Whoa, lonely is the only top parachute me I'm coming back down

The top is no place for me, oh
I've seen it through a scope and they don't know
Yeah, the bottoms where the party's at
Where I can roll up super fat
Get baked in random parking lots
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Mainstreet can't even handle this
I'm good cannabis when you ain't smoked no good since '96
And I stay rolling up like I'm Tupac Shakur
Lighting up to Biggie Smalls, conspiracy theories in the blunt

A hundred years from now I'll be cruising in the clouds
A thousand angles in the crowd but for right now
I'm on a lonely rock, hiding in a lonely spot
Lonely is the only top parachute me I'm coming back down
Whoa, (Parachute me, parachute me) coming back down (Parachute me, parachute me)
Whoa, (Parachute me, parachute me) coming back down (Parachute me, parachute me)
Whoa, lonely is the only top parachute me I'm coming back down