Its a bird its plane its a star in the sky
Only reason
Butterflies in your stomach
When you see me come around
Post on the block with them demons so
It's still some things I can't talk about
Pulling all of your strings
Just to see if it's easy for you to start falling out
I don't know if it's me
But I'm stuck in the deep end and I just can't
Come back out
Tell me the plays and I'm running the route
It's a bird, It's a plane, It's a star in the sky
No it's me I'm projecting my heart in the sky
I been fighting depression
And thoughts in my mind
Want you see what i see
When my heart in disguise
I been feeding the streets since i started this
I don't want no relations no arguments
Got a ghetto bitch work for the government
Only reason she know my whole government
'Cause I'm a ghost in the night
Creep through your block with a pole on my side
Turnt to a savage put holes in my ride
Shining bright with no lights she on go when i slide
Now she say that the past got you so traumatized
Cause the pressure they wanted we always applied
They like to flash us with no paparazzi
Sometimes i put my paranoid senses aside
Baby girl i want a jet and a black car
I want it fast as a nascar
How dem niggas still hating
Imma keep putting my foot on they neck
Imma star in a making
Got two cars you like
I'm like which car we taking
I ride with the 40
You ride with the baby
You gotta abide all the rules that I'm making
Just tryna survive but you driving me crazy when i
Butterflies in your stomach when you see me come around
Post on the block with them demons
So its still some things i can't talk about
Pulling all of your strings
Just to see if its easy for you to start falling out
I don't know if its me
But I'm stuck in the deep end and i just can't come back out
Tell me the plays and I'm running the route
Turnt to a savage
Going crazy
Said she falling for me and she already know what's going happen
No saving
Ain't no time to be wasting i stay with a g when in traffic
No safety
I got caught with my ratchet I'm sorry your honor
Don't know what just happen
When it's just me and you it's no acting
Keep your eyes in the rear view no lacking
When I call bloody murder
Them boys on your curb
What's the word coming through like
Assassins
Tryna sober up
My heart get colder and colder
I'm leaving my heart in the past tense
It's a bird it's a plane it's a star in the sky
No its me I'm projecting my heart in the sky
Butterflies in your stomach when you see me come around
Post on the block with them demons
So it's still some things I can't talk about
Pulling all of your strings
Just to see if it's easy for you to start falling out
I don't know if it's me
But I'm stuck in the deep end and I just can't come back out
Tell me the plays and I'm running the route