Space Boy Video (MV)

What's the 411 son?

I be the Space Boy, but I keep it so down to Earth
Going 500 since my momma gave birth
Bend over backwards when my bros in the dirt
Still my hands clean in case I get called into work
I might have lost my mind But I never missed a rhyme
I gave your bitch my digits She cam over every night
I made her float like a feather do
Ain't mad at you I'm just a kid with an attitude
I'll let the falling sand decide weather the glass is half filled
My homie said: your optimism is what's gonna get you killed
That's why we keep a blunt on us In case some shit just ain't right
That's why we keep a blunderbuss In case we get in a fight
I can't stay for long because my rent is still due
Spent my last check all on a baggie of goods
Stomach be rumbling, it's going to be over soon
Space Boy, I might take you up to the Moon

No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
Wake up, I know you believe it still
Wake up, I know you believe it still
No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
Wake up, I know you believe it still
Wake up, I know you believe it still
Space Boy

Tell me is this real life? I don't know no more
Building dams on wackos they don't low no more, Row no more
I got bigger boats in deeper waters, see Ain't it odd to see me go Kubrick like Odyssey
Shining, I'm lit
Signed your bitch's tit
And my bass knock so hard, it go make that coochie drip Took a leap of faith down the Atlantic (I ain't talking Avenue)
Brooklyn taught me I ain't from this planet
But I still be cooling on the block, yeah that's my habit And I still slide on bitched like my dick is debit
If I had to watch my sins there would be no liquor left They said nothing was right so I just went left
No I aint dreaming, this shit is real
Wake up I know you believe it still
Wallet broke, hope it's all over soon
Space Boy, I might take you up to the Moon

No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
Wake up, I know you believe it still
Wake up, I know you believe it still
No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
Wake up, I know you believe it still
Wake up, I know you believe it still
Space Boy

Tell me is this real life? I don't know no more
Roll up another rocket, I can't slow no more
Papa told me to stop getting high
He don't understand I need to get back to the sky
Got too many problems and vices here to relax
I can't even kick back, I'm tryinna get me some racks Dream of model bitches and we f*cking in a truck
I mean there's plenty fun with mamacita's in the Bronx But understand that I'm the Space Boy, up to the Moon

F*ck you gonna do, bitch
Up to the Moon
I'll be there real soon, real soon, real soon
Up to the Moon
F*ck you gonna do
Up to the moon
I'll be there real soon, real soon, real soon

No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
Wake up, I know you believe it still , Space Boy
No I ain't dreaming, this shit is real
Wake up, I know you believe it still