I got Orion in my scope
I’m finna float
No LSD, don’t lace my weed
I’m out here tripping on my own


I got Orion in my scope
I’m finna float
No LSD, don’t lace my weed
I’m out here tripping on my own
Only question is how high up can I really go
When I’m anchored by desire—I like money, I like hoes
Man, they love me when I’m low
When I’m nothing to behold
When I’m working on my soul my buddies act like bloody blokes
Nowadays, I think I’m thinking different than my bros
My baby took me out the game, yeah that’s my Code Lyoko-Ono

But I be tryna stick my dick in these bozos, I think I’m vibrating too low, bro
All my money go to loud, liquor and logos, don’t really fit the mold of a mogul
That’s tea!
Pass me the indica rolled, I need to—I need to get in control, I need a little breather
I wanna get—I wanna get into the stars, I’m finna drop a bar in my solo cup, dawg
SHIT
I get tired of moderating, organizing, accommodating
Pacifying myself every time I get angry, playing like I’m not impatient in my nature
I just wanna be irrational and lose my temper
Not bring it up afterwards like, “who remembers my episode?”
Level-headed ‘til I level my mental stability like motherfuck what I know!
I let it go
I’m editing my embedded code, I’m not linking with anyone no mo’
My lexicon gon’ need a Lexapro the way imma get to pressing niggas out, I’m feeling bold

I got Orion in my scope
I’m finnna float
No LSD, don’t lace my weed
I’m out here tripping on my own

Want it, then imma get it
Broke with no experience, money gon’ turn me wicked
Sacrifice like a heretic, conjuring like a wicken
So I bank like my entire closet is filled with chicken
Pluck her like some azaleas, no Australian women
Ain’t no social experiment, this how niggas is living
We just ran to Chicago and back and we wasn’t winded
Hit NYC with an ebony ma, so call the Avengers
Taking me for a comic, I better not hear no snickers
Rap with a message but when I’m hungry, I’m unfamiliar
If you scale me to size, I’m prolly bigger than Zilla
From the tales of the wives, I’ll always be an enigma
.40 caliber sliding while I make a deposit
Niggas get out of pocket, I don’t be with that nonsense
They wanna gossip, gotta pull up with that.... make em stop it

I got Orion in my scope
I’m finnna float
No LSD, don’t lace my weed
I’m out here tripping on my own
Only question is how high up can I really go
When I’m anchored by desire—I like money, I like hoes
Man, they love me when I’m low
When I’m nothing to behold
Up in busy-body mode
In and out the zone
I ain’t with nobody
Out here really tryna
Get it on my own
Gahdamn, I don’t think I’m with it anymore

I’m on my own now
Ain’t that much talking on the phone now