Going up never coming down

This balloon don't deflate no no way

See me in the clouds

And I got God's grace, angel wings looking good on me now

But I didn't die, I ain't never gonna die long as y'all around

Pass my name around I ain't playing round

I been on my shit, yeah yeah, the flow different now

Water my aura, you sorta kinda looking rigid now

Money important, I double my income and use it to finish my vision wow

Look at the work of art put it on a wall, Michaelango, let me paint my soul

Spirit flowing through the picture now

Yeah, got it, paint brush, bigger strokes

Every color I combine and made it gold

This is my museum

Yeah, every real **** need a home, I just make the shit I feel and call it home

Made em say wow

See it through my eyes and see the shit I know

See it from the clouds you thought you would've flown

If we sky dive

You could feel the air it's rushing through your bones

Life's hard of course, I can't argue that

I find peace knowing this a process

I thank God for that

I wonder what if I just stopped doing this

Would I be alive

Cause I don't wanna do 9-5 for the rest of my life like mom and pops

I don't wanna knock that life down, a lot of **** going that route

I mean people got kids to feed

And I know what that life's about

I ain't gotta have a kid to know

All I know is try to get it fore I do

But I got a girl I'm seeing now and man her pussy power going through the roof that's a given truth

Like the rest of my work

I'm on a mission to work for me

Started my museum early though

I turn my word into history

Building the leg of a legacy

I was in school for a minute and left for the ten thousand hours it took me to work on my masterpiece

I'm tryna be on my Master P shit

Every season, every flower, every pot

Every evening, every reason, love me now or love me not

In the deep end every weekend Hennessy my pool of choice

I float around and pray to Jesus

I don't die before you see this, yeah

Yeah, got it, paint brush, bigger strokes

Every color I combine and made it gold

This is my museum

Yeah, every real **** need a home, I just make the shit I feel and call it home

Made em say wow

See it through my eyes and see the shit I know

See it from the clouds you thought you would've flown

If we sky dive

You could feel the air it's rushing through your bones