My Own Planet

Uh, right off the rip, nobody can fuck with me

I'm outer space, mind and body, my soul and so on

Mami, I'm fly is a understatement

Come to greatness

I'm on my own planet, I do my own thing

Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good

I don't need nobody else, I'm gon' do it by myself

Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts

It's all good, it's all good

Right off the rip, nobody is quite like me

You gon' need a NASA spacecraft to sight me

If you don't like me, bite me

I could give a fuck less, fighting excites me

Leaning on the moon with a Patron fifth playing my own shit

And I sound terrific

I'm not cocky, I'm beyond that

It's time to start another hobby, I'm beyond rap

Run and tell your baby daddy and your son Ray

I'm hot, I sunbathe on the sun, bae

I'm the one on the one-way

Head from pretty long legs from the runway

My nigga Naunie is a genius

You gon' need a ladder just to climb on my penis

Got two words for the rap game: fuck y'all

I'm on my own planet, I do my own thing

Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good

I don't need nobody else, I'm gon' do it by myself

Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts

It's all good, it's all good

Right off the rip, you thought it was a wrap for me

Didn't you? Go on 'head and admit it, hater

Cold as ice, I'm a living refrigerator

The reason hip hop breathe and a defibrillator

I did a bid just for drunk driving

It'll never happen again 'cause now I'm drunk flying

I'm a innovator

When I say I'm on Venus, I don't mean

That I'm dating the tennis player

I'm on Saturn where you don't matter

Alone, I'm past the zone where your phone scatters

Hello? Can you hear me now?

You don't got a fucking choice

I elbowed my way into everybody's conversations

With rhyme and timing and patience, now I'm in space, bitch

I used to have to be on some watch what I say shit

But now you gotta take it

I'm on my own planet, I do my own thing

Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good

I don't need nobody else, I'm gon' do it by myself

Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts

It's all good, it's all good

They say a closed mouth don't get fed

I say a closed mouth don't give head

On the flip side, know a closed fist don't get bread

And if you swing it then you gon' get lead

Bars put 'em in a panic, got 'em all frantic

Overlook my antics, you see that I'm a throwback

Hip hop Stan Smith, but it lessened my love

'Cause the so-called rulers ain't quite measuring up

Now let me give the chicks a message

Bitter exes should tell you that the dick is precious

Three words: get over it

And if you speak mine, mention I can trip over it

Low key like my name too big for the bill

Betty White style, get it in, still

Plus I'm on a high, you can't fit in the pill

But I try anyway, we gon' die anyway, ya heard?

I'm on my own planet, I do my own thing

Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good

I don't need nobody else, I'm gon' do it by myself

Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts

It's all good, it's all good