Never Land

Looking in the distance

I'm dreaming of a world for us

When the moons align

We'll map out a journey for you and I

For you and I

For you and I

In the night, I'm alone

Without you, I'm drifting on

When you take my hand

I'm so high up I'll never land

Up, up, up, up, up

I'll never land

Aye, look

Everybody wanna be on top

I don't think they know what that means

Once you get there you can't stop

Everybody gunning for ya spot

Aiming at ya team, I'm up all night, chasing dreams

Everything change when you go from seeing it all

Big screen to behind the scenes

Leading us on like this the life they lead

You know the rich and famous

Kill theyself to stay rich and famous

Very same thing they they built they name with

Be the same thing they they be enslaved with

So, I don't want rap you can have that

I don't want the crown yo I'm aiming past that

Heading for another throne can't have that

It's a Kingdom where my Dads at

And I'm his son I sing on

So death won't have that last laugh

Huh, child of a King, royalty

That's ASCAP

They want glory, money, and power before you go

I promise you it's empty we aiming just way too low

I know we own things we don't need to impress people we don't know

Then we go broke trying to look rich

I can't do it, I just won't

My new goal is to be close to the one that made my soul man

Them other highs will gon' let you down

I'm trying to get so high I'll Never Land

I am Rufio with the ripped jeans

Uhh, Kool Moe with the 16's

In the studio, Michelangelo with a microphone writing Sistines

But these songs ain't for the chapel

Try to build with others, your own attack you

Try to be a light and them blowing the match you lit

Can't use a shotgun to catch a fish

I'm on using a different tactic

Call me a boom-baptist

Look at this rap cat with glasses

Cooking the track

And every time I look at my past

I laugh like "Heh", you know where I should have been at?

Nowadays I just want to make a classic

Trying to set the bar way above the average

Then smash that for the glory of God

And do rappers like Apple: leave them without Jobs

Sitting on the writer's block

Penning everything that happening and out of ever since the album dropped

Things changed, get the feeling they won't stop

I don't want to grow up, Neverland got no clocks

But, let me give them bars and no shots

To catch em, I got a message about a blessing

But it's written in cursive

You gonna face death

I know the one to reverse it, listen

When I say I get so high

I ain't even talking about sticky no lie

The way up is down

Stay low to the ground and you close to the clouds

When I say I get so high

I ain't even talking about sticky no lie

The way up is down

Stay low to the ground and you close to the clouds

For real, though