MOON
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Lyrics
"[Beef]
Just floating up here. I got a message.
[Candice]
I'm gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, like a satellite
Gone gone, I'ma travel light
[Beef]
All I need is pad and pens, Mac and my mic
And I'ma keep on floating by like a satellite
And I might be the same man to pull a job at night
But just know that I do it so that I can keep the lights on
I ain't tryna right wrongs, listen to my adam's pome
This is for the lighters, strike your lighters til the gas gone
Solo dolo, I have done it all to make my past long
Night terrors every night, tell me if you that strong
Now in every rap song I tell you why I'm devilish
Just know I got a reason and this shit ain't for the hell of it
[Candice]
I'm gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, like a satellite
Gone gone, I'ma travel light
[Beef]
All these clueless college kids are asking me what I used to do
How I keep my composure when life go left, cause I handle what I been used to
And this ain't fucking Blues Clues, so you can take your hints, cues
Shove em up your ass, suck my dick, and kiss the sole of my two shoes
Move, move, move, move on, I got the memory of a newborn
Baggage light as celery as I'm walking on to a new dawn
I'm too gone, fact, scoliosis from my backpack
Eyes low but open watching for the next backstab
Rats on rats on rats tryna snack on my success
Not vaccinated, moves calculated, but this ain't fucking chess
Got no heart up in my chest, cold blood pumping through my veins
All were born able to kill but only some of us that Cain
I would say I'm like a plane, but those come down eventually
I stay high like a satellite, I'm out this world mentally
Physically, and spiritually, and all that come between
All these rappers think that life a bitch
But that chick is my queen
[Candice]
I'm gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, like a satellite
Gone gone, I'ma travel light
[Beef]
Travel light so I can cope with baggage I attain in life
You would think I'm feigning white, the way that I've been trained to fight
Pain is like a stain that you cover up with tattoos
But I remain naked cause I gotta pay for school
Seems I aint made it yet cause I dont fuck with selling coke
But yall cant see my dreams or hopes without a telescope
I've been on some other shit, tryna get my mother rich
Been working out a way so I can take the others with
Yall got no idea about the twisted shit I've been through
Vices that I'm pinned to, sins that I'm into
Wins seem like losses, sure things just a toss up
Kin turn to enemies and wings get you locked up
I just pull my socks up, guard my legs and feet
Cause this system made for us will kick and cut you til you bleed
See, the high that I'm talking bout don't have to be bout weed
But if it helps you fly, smoke that shit til you succeed
[Candice]
I'm gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, like a satellite
Gone gone, I'ma travel light
[Beef]
And I ain't coming back
And I ain't coming back
Wooo
I'm so high
That's just one chapter in the book of Clifton Beefy. There's a lot more of them that we got to take care of, but it's a good start. Shout out to Weightless man, they killed this shit. I'm out."
