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Yeah... pull up to the runway. Check the altitude. Radio check... I'm the echo in the sky. Let's go. --- (Verse 1 — rap, aggressive, crisp) I don't ask for clearance, I give the command My route is the top — that's my mind, that's my plan You grip on the yoke, but your hands are all shaking I cut through the turbulence, no time for faking Lights flicker below, but don't wait in that hall I'm way too high up to catch your weak call My trap is my style, my flight is my currency Keep your cheap blueprints for those with no urgency (Pre-chorus — building up) Oxygen running low? Breathe deeper now My tracks hit harder than your jet engine's growl I paint the whole sky in my signature shade My answer's takeoff — yours is just a delay? (Chorus — melodic, sharp, punchy) I fly over crowds, they're all down on the ground My only love is myself, my wings are ice-bound But inside, it burns hot — that kerosene's my blood I shatter your standards, I'm built for the flood (I'm top-tier goods!) --- (Verse 2 — rap, faster, sarcastic) You're asking my bearings? I'm in Zone-X Where the bass hits your chest and my swag is the flex My receipts get longer than the whole runway strip Your vision's a glitch — I control the whole script Sass is my autopilot, always on Hit the afterburner when the vibe feels wrong Self-love isn't a bug, it's my main feature I'm way too alive to be your scared little creature (Bridge — spoken word style, dramatic) Look at that sky... that's my visa right there. No baggage for doubt, just ambitions in the air. If I ever go down — I do it with style. 'Cause even in a nosedive, I still run the mile. (Chorus — powerful, with backing vocals) I fly over crowds, they're all down on the ground My only love is myself, my wings are ice-bound But inside, it burns hot — that kerosene's my blood I shatter your standards, I'm built for the flood (Outro — fading beat, voice with echo) Flight number one... Who's behind me?.. Just the wind. Money's dust, the sky's my home. And love?.. (laughs) That's my solo flight alone. Boom.
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Yeah... pull up to the runway. Check the altitude. Radio check... I'm the echo in the sky. Let's go. --- (Verse 1 — rap, aggressive, crisp) I don't ask for clearance, I give the command My route is the top — that's my mind, that's my plan You grip on the yoke, but your hands are all shaking I cut through the turbulence, no time for faking Lights flicker below, but don't wait in that hall I'm way too high up to catch your weak call My trap is my style, my flight is my currency Keep your cheap blueprints for those with no urgency (Pre-chorus — building up) Oxygen running low? Breathe deeper now My tracks hit harder than your jet engine's growl I paint the whole sky in my signature shade My answer's takeoff — yours is just a delay? (Chorus — melodic, sharp, punchy) I fly over crowds, they're all down on the ground My only love is myself, my wings are ice-bound But inside, it burns hot — that kerosene's my blood I shatter your standards, I'm built for the flood (I'm top-tier goods!) --- (Verse 2 — rap, faster, sarcastic) You're asking my bearings? I'm in Zone-X Where the bass hits your chest and my swag is the flex My receipts get longer than the whole runway strip Your vision's a glitch — I control the whole script Sass is my autopilot, always on Hit the afterburner when the vibe feels wrong Self-love isn't a bug, it's my main feature I'm way too alive to be your scared little creature (Bridge — spoken word style, dramatic) Look at that sky... that's my visa right there. No baggage for doubt, just ambitions in the air. If I ever go down — I do it with style. 'Cause even in a nosedive, I still run the mile. (Chorus — powerful, with backing vocals) I fly over crowds, they're all down on the ground My only love is myself, my wings are ice-bound But inside, it burns hot — that kerosene's my blood I shatter your standards, I'm built for the flood (Outro — fading beat, voice with echo) Flight number one... Who's behind me?.. Just the wind. Money's dust, the sky's my home. And love?.. (laughs) That's my solo flight alone. Boom.
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