[Intro
Yeah. It's Los. You already know what it is man
Ill Will what up. Shooter baby
Fly Nation Rocket fan
Already know what time it is
Ay [?] let's prepare for takeoff
Midas, what up. Let's go. Takin off

[Verse 1: Los]
This is what I does here
I'm so gone, I'd have to leave a note to let n***as know that I was here
Tough year, enough tears, setbacks
A lot of one step forwards and two step backs
But I learn more the more I digress
Even when I take steps back, it's forward progress
It's a process, you gotta digest
All failures should feel you, high test
I'm Will Smith and on my quest to meet Oprah
IF you learn to be driven, you're destined to be chauffeured
And I'm so ill, if they seat Hova, one seat ova
I'm a sit in that shit to see how the throne feel
Uh, chrome wheels on that black bitch
Top pushed back with a grill like Jack Nick
It's like mystery
I think this shit today and it'd be done yesterday
You could say I write history
No time for games I'm fast
They say I'm so influential I could actually change my past
I'm so ahead of my time, please be reminded
You would have to fast forward this to rewind it
This foolish world inferior to a wise king
I dream, with eyes open to see what lies bring
You gotta give it to me one time
I rise and fall everyday but so does the sunshine
[Hook]
I got my wheels clicked, and I got my top low
Plus I got my music high, zoning while I ride slow
Waiting on my five four (3 2 1)
My five four (3 2 1) my five four (3 2 1)
Take Off
Yeah, mama I'm a grind it out, I'm a quit my day job
Waitin on my five four (3 2 1)
Take Off
Down on my nights rough, down on my days off
Waiting on my five four (3 2 1) Take off
Today, is gunna be the very first day to the rest of your life
Through the rain, and all of the pain, and everything that you sacrificed
Hold on, baby be strong, you don't got long to go
You just waiting on your five fo (3 2 1)
Your five fo (3 2 1) five fo (3 2 1) five fo (3 2 1)
Takeoff!

[Verse 2: Midas]
God close windows and open doors
When opportunity knock I'll be watchin for
All the bumps in the road, my crown of thorns
Putting blood in my eye, the cross I'm on
Two heavy, I played with the stick up kids
Who lived in the tares and smelled like piss
Who went home embarrassed and ain't have shit
Now they run the block, double diamond look like pimps
Story of my life, compassion and pain
The passion for living, the pain from the game
The passion for giving, the pain from the lames
Who wanna see me less than the king I became
I keep the grass cut, my garden gotta wait
To make sure I separate the apple from the snake
As long as I'm living and breathing
The evils never trump me in my garden of Eden
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Los]
I'm fly as a bitch, up high as it gets
You can get higher than fire due to this fire I spit
I kicked up so much dust at home I think the umpires is sick
Money talks, I'm a choir, why are you quiet and shit
I require whips with out no top, I'm bias and shit
Why when I walk in the Louis store, you walk by it and shit
I'm causing riots inside, if I like it I'm buying that shit
The diamonds on my wrist look like Chiraq and [?] was mixed
Told these n***as I'm slick and I'm fly, I'm fly and I'm slick
Am I slicker or flyer? Don't know, I'm still trying to pick
But if you cheap talk, you'll Seahawks like I'm the new Vick
N***a lock your chops and take a squat, cause I'm the new shit
My determination could turn a nation they could [?]
They interupt me or misinterpret I will terminate them
Turn a page in my diary, fires be burning, blazing
N***as should be inspired like how'd he learn amazing
How did he turn a maze in the section he was trapped in
Accepting that he was trapped in perfected what he was rapping
It's easy cause I understand what these peoples logic is
They two negatives, but that equals positive

[Hook]