Sky

[Intro: Hutch]
People always out here trynna flex shit that they don't even really got
I don't know who they trynna impress, I mean
Eventually people gonna figure out that you just lying and shit, you know?
Like, like I do this shit like everyday, yeah

[Chorus: Hutch]
I'm in the sky, free-falling
Bitch, I'm balling, I went all in
Grab the pot, we getting high
We in the sky, Stephen Hawking
Elon Musking, Montrealing
Yeah, and even when I die
I'm in the sky, yeah
Even with some turbulence, I'm in the, in the
Even with some turbulence, I'm in the, bitch, I'm in the
In the sky, yeah
In the sky, yeah

[Verse 1: Hutch]
And even when I die, I'm still gon be making some moves
Pray god set aside a booth, sending verses down to Aspect
Got the ouija in the room
If you ain't chase the money, chase the money
You ain't gon make no money, make no money
Made some bank, you ain't gon take it from me
Ain't it funny? Case summaries paint your luxuries
Gotta pay for sunny, make it something
And I can't fucks with you if you ain't making nothing
And if I fall, I'm bringing shit down with me, Chicken Little
I'm a nuisance, that's some true shit
Stupid shit, I'll do it, say I won't
But I learned about them power plays and switching lanes
A ways ago, you got ways to go
Praying you'll chart off the waves you rode
Ain't playing with no playbooks, Playboi Carti know which way that go
I'm 8 for 0, this ain't a joke
I came, I saw, you made it home
I based it, though, off basics, hoe
Freebasing in the basement, hoe
And everybody acting fraud
They want the smoke, got fog
I just be doing my job
Ain't nothing to it but moves, and every
And everybody acting fraud
They want the smoke, got fog
I just be doing my job
Ain't nothing to it but moves, bitch

[Chorus: Hutch]
I'm in the sky, free-falling
Bitch, I'm balling, I went all in
Grab the pot, we getting high
We in the sky, Stephen Hawking
Elon Musking, Montrealing
Yeah, and even when I die
I'm in the sky, yeah
Even with some turbulence, I'm in the, in the
Even with some turbulence, I'm in the, bitch, I'm in the
In the sky, yeah
In the sky, yeah

[Verse 2: Aspect]
Hold on, wait, I got pussy on my plate
I just eat and say my grace, so get the fuck out of my face
Trynna be Evel Knievel, the way that you out here stunting
My and my bro fucked two of your hoes that you thought you was loving
So don't flex on me cause we both know that you ain't got nothing
You out here fronting and running from all this confrontation
I'm in the conference making moves with no complications
I've got all kinds of hating but still no contemplation
Sorry babe, I've got no time for these conversations
I'm off the molly, off the liquor and the weed and still concentrating
Please don't listen if you ain't got no core
I'm on a mission to be on earth no more
Cloudy vision, yeah, I'm in the sky
Trynna get high off this life but I'm in disguise
I've got no time to be sitting cause I'm floating high
I'm in the sky, yeah, I'm in the sky, yeah, bitch

[Chorus: Hutch]
I'm in the sky, free-falling
Bitch, I'm balling, I went all in
Grab the pot, we getting high
We in the sky, Stephen Hawking
Elon Musking, Montrealing
Yeah, and even when I die
I'm in the sky, yeah
Even with some turbulence, I'm in the, in the
Even with some turbulence, I'm in the, bitch, I'm in the
In the sky, yeah
In the sky, yeah

[Outro: Aspect]
So please tell me what the fuck do you want from me?
Nevermind, we're gonna drink actually