Swiitche Weston - 3 Seconds in Space

I pray my verses touch your souls
I know my shots will turn to goals
The foundation getting strong enough to build up to the roof
And all my people trust the process they believe in what i do
Millions in my name i want that money fuck that fame
Keep my people happy with the tunes yeah that's the dream
Woke up feeling outta place until I noticed I'm in space
Got a different way of moving i use rockets over planes

They like human I'm like no man I'm an alien in a human body flexing on these niggas
Heaven sent
Check the way I represent
Check the talent i posses
Working overtime but never working under pressure
This you can't measure
Put me in a box then I'mma end up as the present
Born for the raps though
I'm stuck in space man that's why I'm feeling

Way too hot for a chill
Way too real with the feels
Way too sick for a pill
Way too good i got skills
Way to rich for a fill for a fill

I see it coming and it's close cause I've been standing on my toes
First impression makes a right connection so i gotta go and do the most
My people never in remorse cause i just do my part and they relate
My haters always tryna doubt though but they never try to see the light
I see it coming it's a inner calling you can never call it on the phone
You feel the tension when you hear em mention how Switché buzzing on the phones
It's never always how it seems huh cause you never know why they seem close
Some people may seem to be closer when they just be sucking your energy
I see myself up in a bigger picture it's so amazing when you're the future
You don't get the picture
I told my mama I'mma make it richer before 24
Get the bag
Get respected when i pull up on them I don't wanna brag
Pray that my blessings are coming sooner so they double my energy

They like human I'm like no man I'm an alien in a human body flexing on these niggas
Heaven sent
Check the way I represent
Check the talent i posses
Working overtime but never working under pressure
This you can't measure
Put me in a box then I'mma end up as the present
Born for the raps though
I'm stuck in space man that's why I'm feeling

Way too hot for a chill
Way too real with the feels
Way too sick for a pill
Way too good i got skills
Way to rich for a fill for a fill

Written by:
Swiitche Weston

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