[Intro]
Aye, we back at it
Dropped an album, now it's part two, ya dig? Haha
And this ain't gon' be no flex album but
If you got it, flaunt it, right?
Yeah, let's go, j. sula, wassup

[Verse 1]
First class passenger flying to Catania
Take a look at my life, I wouldn't believe me either
Give me inches, I'ma take a mile, don't need no reasons
Besides the fact I'm still in my prime, yeah I'm a leader
And if you blocking my shine, I'ma delete ya
You just a trailer for the j. sula feature
Phone too conspicuous, so please just hit my beeper
Don't need it, but I want it so I'ma get it
Slick flying over the field like I'm on Quidditch
Down bad for years, it's distant 'cause now I'm winning
The kid is unbelievable like I'm pretending
Jumping over walls that they built, need taller fences
Hard to get a grasp on it, 'cause now
I'm really not doing too bad, homie
Been used to holding the past on me
But things are different, now I'm chilling, I'm zoning, uh

[Chorus]
Now this some high-hanging fruit
Used to have dreams of being just like you
Then I passed you up in the blacked-out coupe
Making waves that ripple out to that monsoon, uh
It's my world, you living in it
Ripping on that riptide, uh, no pun intended
Never knew my limits until we full sent it
Glory to the Most High, know the kid Christian
[Verse 2]
Four seasons, and I own 'em all
Outstretching arms just to throw 'em off
Outstanding bars, you can quote 'em all
Outlandish part is we going yards
'Cause y'all don't know the half of it
Used to stress about the future laying on the mattress, and
Apathetic and hopeless, wondering where my passion went
Stuck in one place, now I'm steady changing addresses
And I'm steady like a pulse, yeah
Dropped an album, watched the people ready to convulse, yeah
And all of my peers, they know what's up then
Thought that I'd be finished, guess I ain't run out of luck yet
Rolling the dice and I'm hitting 7's
Living on this earth until I make my way to Heaven
Just to pass the time, I'll book a flight to Catania
If I said that three years ago, wouldn't believe me either

[Chorus]
Now this some high-hanging fruit
Used to have dreams of being just like you
Then I passed you up in the blacked-out coupe
Making waves that ripple out to fat monsoons, uh
It's my world, you living in it
Ripping on that riptide, yeah, no pun intended
Never knew my limits until we full sent it
Glory to the Most High, know the kid Christian
[Verse 3]
Still rapping my ass off and killing it unabashedly
The folks that blow in after me are unfortunate casualties
My character development is playing out so naturally
Life is pretty, so it makes me wanna live it lavishly
Most of these rappers be lacking subtlety
Looking at my roots, it always finds a way to humble me
Didn't have a voice, and now it's broadcast
At this rate, I'm really not concerned with how long I'll last
I'm in it, let's take it back to the beginning
Never had a purpose, 'cause no matter how you spin it
Wasn't winning, until my own resolve had started thinning
I was swimming, but the current had me underpinned, then
Got up out and paddled to the shallow, to the ending
Wringing out the water, did it all while independent
Seeking out some answers and my soul, it started mending
Now I'm stretching talent like I'm in the seventh inning, I'm in it