Man I’m doing something different, they can’t do what I do
Flying through the air, how could they walk in my shoes?
I could flex and boast
There’s bread let’s toast
To the days when I was searching for some pennies on the road
But I couldn’t take it
I had to make it
Gucci on my cotton got me flier that a spaceship
I was always singing so why would I waste it?
For an older’s line on 9 to 5 on a day shift
I ain’t got time for a hater
I’m running straight to the paper
Moving like hasta la vista
Bye see you later
I’m running straight to the paper
Moving like hasta la vista
[x2]
I was down and out for a minute
Bustin through the game and it changed in a minute
Puffin’ paper planes for the days, so I list my soul away
From their frames cause we can’t be the same in image
Casue I’ve changed
Shot to the brain
Flyin through the space
Make me go insane
I ain’t got time for a hater
I’m running straight to the paper
Moving like hasta la vista
Bye see you later
I’m running straight to the paper
Moving like hasta la vista
[x2]
Bye see you later
Hasta la, hasta la
Bye see you later
Hasta la, hasta la
Bye see you later
Hasta la vista
[x3]