Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea I spent the week in Brooklyn Blew a bundle on some vinyl Open doors, I got a foot in Know this shit might take a while Now my clamshell ringing All they talk about is business I can't hear you motherfuckers Know I'm way too high to listen Slipping through the crevices I'm Loki with the Tesseract I feel like Todoroki, hot and cold on every single track I was an athlete on the field with my finger up Every day a memory They told me I dont live enough Simple syrup in my serum for the love potion Done hoping everyone gon' love me when the blunts rolling When did I get so self consumed Been so caught up in this neverland Just let Ben through, yea Way up on this pedestal The view so special, unforgettable I'm where the birds fly Hoping I can catch a glimpse Only care for certain times that hit me when I reminisce These days so impeccable Forget about life, someone send me home I'm where the birds fly Locals claim they love the kid I swear these people love to lie I luckily got leverage Oh no, oh no