Tassho Pearce, Kid Cudi - Satellites lyrics

KC: Tassho Pearce and Kid Cudi dream on good
TP: Flip the bird, Air Yeezys on my feet
Check, No ID on the beat, check
KC: That that that that good good

Hello, aloha it's Cudi and brother Sho
No ID on the beat so tell everybody you know
Still grateful for every bill I fold
May our haters live long so
We can kill them slow
Father forgive my foes
Have mercy on them hoes
They know not what they do the
Music make them lose control
They say tomorrow isn't promised
And may never come but when she does
Niagra Falls forever sprung
These are the moments you could
Wait your whole life for
Standin' next to Bob Barker trying
To pick the right door
More Henny, more Swishers, more kush, uh
The more I drink the more better she look
Sell a sweater in a desert
Sell a diabetic dessert
I'm higher than a piece of
Snow flyin' in a blizzard
So high up in the air I'm hittin' satellites
Movin' at the speed of light
Ain't hard to see we live this life
Right now I'm so high
I could almost touch the sky
I could almost touch the sky
I could almost touch the sky

Right now I'm higher than I ever been
Higher than I ever been
Higher than you ever been higher

I'm I'm I'm right back in it
Took a few to cook up, I'm surfin' in it
My demeanor they observe, love to mimic
Once a skinny nigga rippin' I
Ain't skippin' a word
Put some minutes in my phone so
My momma can get me
She had held a nigga down
Now I keep her together
Was Celine'n on the reg now
She lives with the Chanel
I just want her to forget the
Past that we call hell
I can't say it enough, supply for my fam
At the end of the day
They make me all what I am
My fans they keep me level
It's way beyond the weed
We connect I know we special
We connect I know we cool
I know we fly them native
Motherfuckers love the tribe
Whatever I know we flavor
Motivated gettin' this paper
Straight shining
Motivated getting this paper
Straight shining, we winin' and dinin'

I witnessed the inner makings of a classic
Now every time I do it I'm comparing
It to that shit and haters hate it
That I made it with a passion
Feelin' like a mother fucker
Made it into NASA
Uh huh, I'm back up on my starship
Takin' it way too far
I'm always on that Mars shit
But still grateful for every bill that I fold
May our haters live long so
We can kill them slow