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[intro: notjoe]
sometimes you just want to go into outer sp-ce
chill with that tesla or whatever
know what i mean?

[verse 1: notjoe]
rip a moon rock out the bong, start walking with neil armstrong
takes a second to feel the buzz
cause i’m just like aldrin i’m all in this ain’t no bluff
put a million on my head and man i’ll still act tough
i’m a real queens kid who’s soon to be a prodigy
there ain’t no stopping me when i’m on my sh-t
when the going gets tough i will never quit
millionaire by thirty man, miss me with that sh-t
if i ain’t in the trillions then imma be p-ssed
i know i still have far to go but to be an old fart and know
that i coulda’ did it different too ignorant to see my dreams could one day be achieved
it seems to good to be true
i wanna be like young sinatra 2
so how can sky be the limit when theirs footprints on the moon
i control the tides so try and ride my wave
i’ve been working so hard i feel like a slave
just to have a chance but i’m not the rapper
just did it for the laughter
but now we in the clubs people swinging from rafters
eye the dimes on the crowd they’ll be back stage after
then we meet up with cam and have a rage
feel in my vein
in my brain
power in my hands
dap up my man and watch him ham
yeah dom, go in go in

[verse 2: notdom]
i stay with trees like an activist
sippin’ liquor never sipped actavis
never gave a f-ck like i stay abstinent
wreck the track like a car accident
i stay with the heat i don’t need a gun
all of my verses stay scorchin like the f-ckin sun
but im not the type to go and pipe your hoe
just cause she like the flow, though its nice to know
that i can take her if i really wanted to
did it like wiz with no permission
got into writing lyrics, fame is not the mission
domination
take it back to the basin with no caution
like my boy nyck
spitting on this beat
shooting 3s like i’m on the knicks
top 5 i’m top 2 spiting bars and putting in that grind too
youre childs play like caillou
said im gonna murder this
theyre like who the f-ck are you
call me elmer cause my lyrics stick like glue
i got an open crib so come through
everybody be like who the f-ck knew
bars for days thatll see through like xrays
use to play xbox, just a f-ckin faze
got you trapped like youre in a maze
not the runner
got your b-tch tugging on my d-ck like an utter
me and my brother came to put you in the gutter
i stay going hard but the rap game ain’t easy
i got bars don’t sling, don’t sing, like breezy
floatin off liq, dead sea got me queazy
smokin on that wayne this sh-t got me weezy
carl wheezer pack
blunt fat, orange hairs
drinkin’ and smokin’ like it come in pairs
hotboxing, no draft, no chicago bears
in the underground livin downstairs
i stay gettin high like airlines
going hard till my heart rate flatlines
so high my eyes are reflecting the skies
swimmin’ in the liquor every night i get baptized



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