You know I don't pilot this shit, right? Okay?
Go
My ship is leaving, no time for goodbyes
I'm chasin' my dreams and, I gotta go
Go, go, go
I gotta go
Go, go, go
If you lookin' for me, better look to the top
'Cause that's where I'm heading soon as we enter the dock
Baby I gotta go
Go, go, go
I gotta go

Here we go, check it
Yo, I know we ain't on yet, but this is that song check
To make you feel like you got a mil, you're on X
I'm down with YOLO, as long as she says it while she's giving me brain
Freeze, I might treat her to froyo
You must be loco, I got no dough
Don't call me fucking local
'Cause locally I'm turning globally and ima have to plan this snow globe
Which is something that you used to, 'cause niggas swear they be shakin' it up
But it's funny, I predicted precipitation
So what? Who the best?
But lust? We be chillin' to cut
And if I get deeper you'll find your grim reaper
Rappers who only rap about their problems as a wrapper
Should quit rapping and we'll wrap up all their problems in a package
I'm a master to the masses
Carry the resent of Atlas
Don't have much of my life so I'm falling back on my talents
Tryna wake up in a wonderland, so I'm fucking with Alice
And balance has made me callused of you calluses
I gotta go

My ship is leaving, no time for goodbyes
I'm chasin' my dreams and, I gotta go
Go, go, go
I gotta go
Go, go, go
And if you lookin' for me, better look to the top
'Cause that's where I'm heading soon as we enter the dock
Baby I gotta go
I gotta go

Oh well, I guess it's safe to say 2012 sucked
The world didn't end, and Miley Cyrus got a haircut
The hypebeasts are likely to quote niggas in Paris, but the money for their Givenchy skirts came from their parents
Embarrassed, guess my edict is known
And I be shedding more light than Thomas Edison's dome
I feel my backing and bone
From the sight of new thrones
I thought I lost it, packed my bags in Rhode Island
I couldn't go back to Boston
I'm sailing the grand line
I'm underwater, exhausted
I'm taking lessons from Luffy
I'm stretching to make some profits
I live the life of a samurai, death before dishonor, uh
I sit in chairs in studios and start to wonder, like
Will I make it? Fuck it, I know I will
And if that conscious shit's played out, fuck it you know the drill
Awkward is when an unknown rapper says "put your hands up"
But ima need the world to stand up, 'cause I gotta go

My ship is leaving, no time for goodbyes
I'm chasin' my dreams and, I gotta go
Go, go, go
I gotta go
Go, go go
And if you lookin' for me, better look to the top
'Cause that's where I'm heading soon as we enter the dock
Baby I gotta go
Go, go, go
I gotta go

I'm building sandcastles in the sky, so you can't tell me what I won't be
I've waited so long looking for a God
But now I'm determined who it's gon' be
If- I- Waited- Up- On- You-
I'd be a fool
(Yeah)
I'd be a fool
(Yeah)
Baby
I'm just tryna go further than my hairline, nigga
Spittin' beach flows, guess I got them tanlines, nigga
Ya'll G6, I would rather fly in a Jeep
That's impossible shit, I got thoughts you couldn't lease
Life's cold, get a fleece
Tryna iron out my problems with my Khaki's when they crease
Uh, happiness over pussy
But pussy below dinero
I would gladly die in these waters a martyr, or someone's hero
Yeah