[Chorus: Future]
So far gone outer space, living like astronauts
Somewhere in another place, living like astronauts
Tryna spill, living like astronauts
Life that we live, turn into astronauts
So far gone outer space, living like astronauts
Somewhere in another place, living like astronauts (Yeah)
Live like an astronaut, live like an astronaut
[Verse 1: Future]
Tryna find a diamond in the rough, cooking coke leaves like a farmer
Got a lot of swag off the corner, drug task running niggas off the corner
I done skipped class for a hundred, I don't even splash 'nun 'less it's a hundred
Took the airbags out the Honda, put a few keys in 'em, did some numbers
Got four pipes coming out the bumper, smoke in the tailpipe look like ganja
They didn't think I conquered what I conquered and that's what it was, it made me a monster
Ice on snow, these bitches gon' follow
Champagne gold, the bezel on my collar
Ain't no folding with none of my problems, we buying out the store, these bitches be stalking
Pile up the Ms, I did it so lawless, I never relied on none of the pigs
I got some pop stars that I tangled up with, I checked 'em right off my list
I would'a tried to paint her face, love story, tried to put these people in the business
Ran out of room in the Goyard bag, tried to stuff a quarter mill' in the skinnies (Yeah)
Ran out of room in the Goyard bag, tried to stuff a quarter mill' in the skinnies (Yeah)
I been already past the moon, I'm boutta be in space in a minute
So far gone outer space, living like astronauts
Somewhere in another place, living like astronauts
Tryna spill, living like astronauts
Life that we live, turn into astronauts
So far gone outer space, living like astronauts
Somewhere in another place, living like astronauts (Yeah)
Live like an astronaut, live like an astronaut
[Verse 1: Future]
Tryna find a diamond in the rough, cooking coke leaves like a farmer
Got a lot of swag off the corner, drug task running niggas off the corner
I done skipped class for a hundred, I don't even splash 'nun 'less it's a hundred
Took the airbags out the Honda, put a few keys in 'em, did some numbers
Got four pipes coming out the bumper, smoke in the tailpipe look like ganja
They didn't think I conquered what I conquered and that's what it was, it made me a monster
Ice on snow, these bitches gon' follow
Champagne gold, the bezel on my collar
Ain't no folding with none of my problems, we buying out the store, these bitches be stalking
Pile up the Ms, I did it so lawless, I never relied on none of the pigs
I got some pop stars that I tangled up with, I checked 'em right off my list
I would'a tried to paint her face, love story, tried to put these people in the business
Ran out of room in the Goyard bag, tried to stuff a quarter mill' in the skinnies (Yeah)
Ran out of room in the Goyard bag, tried to stuff a quarter mill' in the skinnies (Yeah)
I been already past the moon, I'm boutta be in space in a minute
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