I Saw The Sign (feat. Hendersin, Mike Stud & Missy Modell)

Hendersin:

I belong on the top floor, something like a high rise

Entourage with me, like four about five guys

Girl by my side and she steady sippin' Mai Tais

Homegirls linkin' up later, yeah we call 'em Wi-Fis

Uh, and that's the life that I'm hopin' for

Foot through the door but I just need it to open more

Lights, camera, I found my direction

I'm workin' on my dream cause I'm down with Inception

They play my sweet 16s, MTV

I'm shootin' for the stars like TMZ

So I'm lockin' it down, that enforcement feel

'Till I'm sellin' out shows like endorsement deals

And I will never lose, no lost and found

And I'mma make it work, I like bossin' it around

The writing's on the wall, well they never been so bright

Never blinded by the fame so my dream is still in sight 'cuz...

Missy Modell:

I saw the sign, and it opened up my eyes

I saw the sign

I know I'm goin' to the top

And I ain't ever gonna stop, whoa

I saw the sign, and it opened up my eyes

I saw the sign

No one's gonna drag you up

To get into the light where you belong...

But where do you belong?

Kinetics:

Kinetics in ya headphones...

Yeah, I belong in a packed show

Or in a studio chillin' where the plaques go

I could spit an underground, pop, or electro bar

I'm always one to turn styles -- Metrocard

Ooh, this life I live is a medicine

Handin' a handle of Hennessy over to Hendersin

Homie got a nice bud givin' me that nice buzz

While I'm gettin' tipsy with Ms. Missy and Mike Stud

Makin' the tracks sell 'till the money sacs swell

I ain't stoppin' 'till the last bell

'Till every hottie that you spot me with has got a body like a model

Like Missy Modell's last name without the last L

But if honey is hesitant of performers

I just signed a pub deal, maybe I should "warn her"

Yeah, 'cuz I belong in a bigger dream

Kinetics & One Love, hash tag, winning team

Mike Stud:

I belong at the club table, sittin, takin' jack shots

Homies in the backdrop, people takin' snapshots

This is for the haters sittin' home on their laptops

Keep ringin' the bell, I'm hittin' the jackpot

And it's a given, never been so sure

I'm driven, never been chauffeured

Dammit, flow cold like Michigan

Outstandin,' no I'm not fittin in

I'm tuned in, got everybody listenin'

So I'm steady on the road like Michelin

No tires, but it's been a Goodyear

Flow fire, something that ya should hear

Yeah, no gimmick, I am something real

I just hit the stage and I balled, Uncle Phil

Ha, now I'm headed for the primetime

So I'm ridin' West, yes, like Lebron's mom