Verse 1
I dream about this while i lay asleep in english class
Lift off
Somethin like nas -a
May i ask why you waking me
Shakin me tappin me
Yellin @ me
Please nigga leave me be
Swear dollars come around like haleys comet
Got more money on gift cards then cash in my wallet
But my skull still thick
Need a custom fit
Sizes 89 \ 6
Using jedi mind tricks
naah
I see clearly
Mentally in first class
Bring the griiled chicken with liquid in a crystal glass
Oh seat back where my pillow @
Not one man i rather have the full stack
Flight attendent may i please get a stat-us report
of where it is we soar or some sort
Of information
Dont need no complications
Oh wait i see the star i think we've reached the destination.

Hook
Im feelin like im touchin the sky
Seat back just relax for the ride
Flight attendent how long do we got
Till we reach where we going 2
Swear the stars look even better when they close 2 you

Verse 2
I dream about this while i lay asleep in stats class
Layed out
Somethin like nothin
Cuase im young neive my plans is supposed to stay thatt
Just Layed out
Some blueprint that made out
To be
Reality
Dont ask me nigga im sleep
If im snorin i apolagize
Still up in that half knocked stage
Got them drowzy eyes
Look like i been puffin all week barley stayin alive
Sneakin im barley disguised
Wait
Wake up its just a dream
As look out the window from my wingside seat
Aint even touched my chicken its cold it need some heat
So flight attendendent would you please heat this up 4 me
Cold as the winter up in Alaska
Anything under is bastards
Illigenimate actors
Risin up steep and faster
Atmospheres in the past bruh
Future yea im lookin straight past ya
Hook

Hook
Im feelin like im touchin the sky
Seat back just relax for the ride
Flight attendent how long do we got
Till we reach where we going 2
Swear the stars look even better when they close 2 you

Verse 3
Kidd Keem

They say why get high i say shit why not
tell them hatin niggas that the hatin better stop
or ima pop off and hit 'em with the glock
you kno what they say have what the cops got
programmed to blow like im a robot
but i stay on my grind til i get a precious knot
get it aha
be you threads on mine
why fuck with other lines
man im two steps away from greatness one, two kidd great
my blunt and my cup the same color grape
cloud kicker sorta like a hero without the cape
just a bunch of joints
and a bad betty lookin for a dick to take
lookin at this money plate wishin for a million plates
lookin at the million plates
thinkin damn i want more cake
shit how long will it take to make what i wanna make
my weed like raps super strong
im just tryna get a deal like a coupon

hook
Im feelin like im touchin the sky
Seat back just relax for the ride
Flight attendent how long do we got
Till we reach where we going 2
Swear the stars look even better when they close 2 you