trenchbabydrip - mr. spaceman lyrics
yeah
hm
yeah
“no one’s harder than this kid, trenchbabydrip
he’s the greatest to do it, he’s the poet of the streets and it can only be one
they won’t show the kid love until it’s the popular opinion but no one’s more consistent, versatile or works harder than trench
he’s the most slept on artist of today”
yeah, sp+ceman, i’ma take off in my ship
life’s a gamble, i might go out with my chip
hm, he doing numbers but he ain’t trenchbabydrip
hm, he hanging with them because if them banks that they flip
hm, she better act up when she see me
yeah, i’m mr. sp+ceman earth don’t need me
hm
yeah, what’s competition? they can’t beat me
hm
poet of the streets, they can’t be me
hm
it can only be one
girl of my dreams, i don’t sleep so i can’t find her shoutout to weezy
the wind cold on this planet i’m breezing
they ain’t expect me to live but i’m breathing
i ain’t on earth she can’t see me
up here ain’t no searches or seizes
and it’s just me and my jesus
you not welcome unless you listen to my songs
ain’t no signal up here i ain’t on my phone
it’s hot so i won’t got venus
i’m discovering new planets, just give me a reason
if you come, can’t leave until i’m finished
and it’s free up here it’s no fees
christian dior on her shoes
she’s too focused on my a.p
i don’t care about material things
but i still got my cuban links
when i ball shoot my shot like the range
i’ma make it and give her a wink
i’m not of the world, they say i’m strange
but they don’t play that because i’m from the streets
no friends, they turned on me
follow trends they don’t won’t last for a week
she say i’m her man it won’t last for a week
mr. sp+ceman, this ain’t for the weak
i got my pole just in case for the creep
exodus 22
i might shoot in this kitchen it’s plenty of heat
i ain’t hearing no dissing if we’ll never meet
when i drop, check my mentions they well over three hundred
watch my close ones, i ain’t scared of my enemies
lord i got more followers than people i know
i got more watches than people that’s old
i got more dollars than people that owe me
the way that i jot on these beats woah woah woah
i’m gifted
but i ain’t lifted, i’m humble
i’m mr. sp+ceman
she gone get out my face man
ball on the planet, sp+ce jam
block her, she have mental breakdowns
they never spin, guess i’m safe now
i got a hundred, what’s eight rounds?
mr. sp+ceman, don’t play around
even the aliens can’t come around
hm, hm
they think i’m crazy, she thinks i’m wild
they think i’m crazy, she thinks i’m wild
they think i’m crazy, she thinks i’m wild
yeah, sp+ceman, i’ma take off in my ship
life’s a gamble, i might go out with my chip
hm, he doing numbers but he ain’t trenchbabydrip
hm, he hanging with them because if them banks that they flip
hm, she better act up when she see me
yeah, i’m mr. sp+ceman earth don’t need me
hm
yeah, what’s competition? they can’t beat me
hm
poet of the streets, they can’t be me
hm
it can only be one
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