The Helium Balloon

[Produced by DJ Dahi with Additional Production from Sonny Digital]

[Intro]

So you're the balloon, you've got that helium, and we travel with you through the string. So we're going up there with you even though we're on the ground. We can't fly, I can't sing, I can't make music, but I can get a-- I can buy it. So I can get a balloon. I can't fly, but I can get a helium balloon

[Verse 1]

I used to put my faith in the yarn, and now communication is gone

I agree we've gone distant, my new location the charts

Naw, mm, can't count the days, but let's just say five

Years, coming of age, it make you blow by your day job

So cry for me, wild for me

It's a horror story, eyes 20/20s that I-M-E your normal C

And I'd be different gettin' diplomas in peace

But gettin' applause and across, I'm hittin' Diplo for a beat

Slight work to Dahi, it's a purpose y'all see

In a world of dopplegangers, niggas ain't worth the copy

You capiche? You got me? Cool!

Niggas'll fly you up this high, won't let you fly to the moon

Goin' up!

[Verse 2]

They love your moves made 'til you make moves

Achievin' new feats every few 8 shoes

16, took a nigga dream different

Had SOBs lookin' like it's new Supreme in it

See that the line's been beastin'

The main attraction, I got 'em hangin' their cleats up

I've been keepin' it G

It's levels to this fellow, hello, I resemble the cheat codes

Some shit good, some shit flop

Some love to see you blow, they don't want see you pop

Shit good, some shit nah

Some shit recycled like second timers in Tour de France

First you picked up, now you picked apart

You get too far 'til your core fans au revoir

They like, "You stuck with us, cause you let him fly"

Swear this life is like a helium balloon, I'm sorry

But I gotta fly

[Interlude]

Now when a kid gets a helium balloon, he's holding that string and he's keeping this balloon from going anywhere. But he also wants to let it go

[Verse 3]

Gave you a contract, stay true through all that

Came through with Ross, writin' bangers for y'all

But I ain't lose my content, fuck all that nonsense

Diverse with rappin', I'm a writer with passion

Tell the purist that laugh I don't reach out for daps

Cause "No Hands" triple platinum

Better writings for retail, why not see my detail?

Gettin' box office spins, only box I fit in is by thigh on a female

So they hatin' me for that, sayin' I just make women songs

It's perfect style, every versatile got me right where her walls at

Still know what my core needs, so fuck who ignores me

'For I need niggas, I'll purchase three mirrors

And show y'all what's for me

[Interlude]

So he wants to let it go and he wants to catch it. Eventually he loses it, he doesn't want to lose it

[Bridge]

Why they give a fuck about the songs I write?

As long as my thugs and my fans them nice

Movin' forward with my life

Crucify me, man of Jesus Christ

Nah do no more favor

Cause 'nough of them are traitor

Them a real back-biter

Them a try take your glory and your energy

Buffalo soldier

Selassie tell them man a gangster

And mi no see no boy me 'fraid of

Them are try take your glory and your energy

[Outro]

Whatever, tell 'em it's whatever

Wanna see me good or never see me better?

Fuck 'em, can't say nothin'

Cause the same hand heal you might cut you

Fuck 'em, you ain't sayin' nothin'

Cause the same hand heal you might cut you

Whatever, tell 'em it's whatever

Wanna see me good but never see me better?