Verse 1:
I’m sittin’ here gettin’ all the cookies
Everybody on the plane been lookin’
Damn this caramel hittin’ me quick
What a drip, what a trip and
Sittin’ in a work class seat for past years
Feelin’ like my turn since birth till rap built
Everything I ever could dream it
Hope thirteen in the living room rappin’ till I got it all perfect
Worked it, now I’m on a plane on a plane with my airplane ring
Writing 16s and I’m enroute to Honolulu
Well well they sayin’ I’m invited if I rap hella well
L-o to the v-e
No I won’t repeat this dope moment for Hope
Or know of these days I’ve been feeling so blessed
Yes yes since the doors open wide to Waikiki

Chorus:
(and when the evening comes, we smile
So much of life ahead
We’ll find a place where there’s room to grow)

Verse 2:
I’m sittin’ here gettin’ all the cookies
Everybody on the plane been lookin’
This week caramel hits quick
Been wish for a vision like this
I’m feelin’ like a success story, nobody asked for me
I ain’t even gotta autograph just yet
Every time they ask got a new one coming
Gotta work on it, I owe em
Little old me, five footer in high heels
Asking for hands but they’re rolling a back lean
Sway to the side, I’m rapping a song from this that night
Or maybe on the red eyes of Hawai
Ma what a change rearrange my view
Could it be me on a plane enroute?
Never had sh*t writing raps in my room
Now I’m typing on a MacBook, drinks by the pool

Chorus:
(and when the evening comes, we smile
So much of life ahead
We’ll find a place where there’s room to grow)

Verse 3:
I’m sittin’ here gettin’ all the cookies
Everybody on the plane been lookin’
This week caramel hit quick
But I couldn’t dare blink not a bit
Welcome to my dream, Hopie don’t even gotta sleep
Hopie don’t gotta wake up, been lowkey
Pluggin’ away and nonstop
‘cause been so blessed can’t front
Love it when they ask when it’s done is it ‘bout the cash
Is it ‘bout the flashing lights?
Everything I need I have but it don’t seem right
If I don’t write at night
And they ride or die in the front row
Show me the albums
Dulce, tattoos, Raw Gems, count em
I’m just happy to be here [?] blue skies as the runway clear

Chorus:
(and when the evening comes, we smile
So much of life ahead
We’ll find a place where there’s room to grow)