Produced by: Tyler, The Creator Yeah, even tho I can't see from the position which I'm standin We gon' make it to the top and we gon' ****** crash land it See it in my dreams, I just finally understand it I am living this s**t out exactly how my visions planned it No time for that dormant s**t, nah I'm high flying We gon' get on this s**t or we gon' die trying But I got a lotta livin left, so I'm high grindin My shades on through the night cause I can see my light shinin What up tho, especially to the ones that really hate it Shout out to the b*****s coming 'round once we make it I'm glad I could be around to see you up at your fakest Assures me on what side of this s**t I need to keep my placement I'll never let you ****** get my soul My heart is just another story, it's never been told This ain't no Drake s**t, and that crying's getting old I realized my faith, my desicions are getting bold And love is time consuming, so these b*****s get me cold I apologize for the wait, now let them papers roll Or maybe that's just me, submersed behind the smoke Promised momma I'll do it, so **** it, here it go Make all these blogs and critics feel the young ***** flow The floor plan, left on the ground, is where I drew it I guess these the same grounds, where I had to prove it The strit I stress so much about, told you I'd do it