Told myself that I don't need a ghost
Just to fit in
I should move my momma out the cabin that she live in
Build another house by the ocean
We livin'
On my tippy toes by the boatload
I'm dippin'
Told myself that I don't need a ghost
Just to fit in
I should move my momma out the cabin that she live in
Build another house by the ocean
We livin'
On my tippy toes by the boatload
I'm dippin'
Mommy I'll be home in a minute
I just wanna go and get the white hoarse tinted
I can't promise you to keep the white gold hidden
I can promise you that I'll be back home with it
I don't feel the same anymore
Fire, Fire, niggas I'm not playing anymore
"Oh I see" said the blind man
Sitting at the corner of the round table
Man If he can feel it, he can feel it
You don't need to see it in my star siiiigns
Kusazobaliiiit
Because we landed on a gold mine
Oh my!
Momma I forgot to bring the parachute
Like oh my!
Looks like we survived the fall
We changing up the whole viiibe
Told myself that I don't need a ghost
Just to fit in
I should move my momma out the cabin that she live in
Build another house by the ocean
We livin'
On my tippy toes by the boatload
I'm dippin'
Singer but I'm rappin
Just clarify the code I
Put into the game
A millenial
I'm all eyes
2 Pac had to start the revolution
With more life
20 years later
Another poet
Was an African
Online
We turning up the game
Coz we ringing in with
More fire
Call it global warming
Im just bringing out the marinade
Watch me as I drip
Into another array
I'm from another planet
I didn't come here to play
I'm the new the King of Jungle
And I came to make it rain
God annointed
So you know that heaven
Had to make a way
Like Oh my!
I was born with juice
But had to discover it though
Like "Oh my!"
If can move a crowd
With a movement
And one Mic
I could bring the energy
To everybody
Oh my!
We could run the universe
Through everybody
Oh my!
Shout back to the world
"We'll be climbing on
To long heights!"
And maybe pull a Bently
And a couple milli
Alright?
I dared me to live
Now I'm sitting on a throne
Of my own I
Am a little crazy and I know I
Told myself that I don't need a ghost
Just to fit in
I should move my momma out the cabin that she live in
Build another house by the ocean
We livin'
On my tippy toes by the boatload
I'm dippin'
Mic drop
Fit in was written by Foreighn (Eugh Panashe Nyakabau).
Fit in was produced by Josh Petruccio.