I don’t get much time to Kick it with the fam
Sit in on a session with ya listen to ya jams
Guess they didn’t understand
Homies only show up when it’s time to take a picture for the gram
Hashtag FAM get the highlights cracking
When I’m not filming, you know what’s really happening
Not a whole lot, I’m packing or unpacking
Home playing a game, or trying to make some traction
They think it’s all good and I don’t wanna lie to them
BeCause they tell me my grind truly inspires them
I got talented friends I wanna hire them
But I can’t, so I’m constantly saying bye to them
Flights for one, know I’m always at a show
Airplane mode know I’m always on the go
I say I’ll do my best to call ya when ya low
But I swear I’ll make time, fam
Holler at ya bro
What's up

You ain’t gotta be able to fly
All you gotta do is spend some time
You ain’t fight no kinda crime
If you wanna be a friend of mine
Cause we...Super, super, super
Super, super, super...
Friends
SkyBlew
Flow so super like an "S" is on my chest but it's not tho
Had a Dream since a snot nose
Grinding every Tuesday I can't even get a taco
Oh no
Always driven with super vision don't need supervision
It was written alone, completing missions
While you smitten by them thirst traps and quoting the worst raps
Few misdemeanors, I flipped it and they reversed that
Got my life on track
Mega & Mickey on tour, traveling stating these random facts
Fans hand 'em daps, claps, when I'm on the stage
Fam getting upset, cuz they ain't seen me in days
I been stuck in a maze, wanderlust & Dreaming
Could be watching anime, playing games, streaming
Instead I'm working for the team and tryna get us a palace
From spitting multi verses, Miles Morales

You ain’t gotta be able to fly
All you gotta do is spend some time
You ain’t fight no kinda crime
If you wanna be a friend of mine
Cause we...Super, super, super
Super, super, super...
Friends
Mickey Factz

Time is something I gotta problem to set aside
Between penning a rhyme and tryna catch a vibe
Every friend of mine know a brother in the grind
I ain't got a 9 to 5 so i gotta enterprise
When i used to be televised
I got text saying that I had changed and i was gentrified
In my mind I'm penalized for the little shine
And then i said "you know what Mickey never mind"
My real friends understand what i go through
Send me text here and there showing me they vocal
Even if u global the love is there and they show you
They dont care if im being a mogul or im local
And that means the world to a squirrel tryna get a nut
I ain't even tryna live it up, but i ain't giving up
Shout to all the people that hit me up, when im in a rut
Mo money mo problems yea i had to big em up
Factz