Jayme Fortune, OnmiMations - Star Road Lyrics

Yeah, why don't ya
Hit me on my phone
I’ma hit you back, ‘bout to go and hit the road
When we’ve made it big, I want everyone to know
I never could’ve made it this far on my own
(Couldn't do it on my own)
Hit me on my line
I’ma hit you back, when I have a little time
They gon’ have to run it back when we drop another dime
Flex another rhyme for ya, we grind for ya on the Star Road
It’s that next level, Mario
Took a leap of faith into my audio
Ain’t got a parachute, so Geronimo
Don’t need a pair of shoes, I need a parasol
On Cloud 9 where I’ll stay, I don’t want to wake up from this dream
I just want the bass bumps with my face stuck to my microphone all day
I had a traffic offense, give me a second to vent, whoa
I need to visit my fam, show ‘em I love ‘em
Whenever I can, don’t need a reason to get
Presents to give ‘em, unwrap it and find what I’ve given inside
Abnormally sized, given I have what it cost, whatever the price
You can believe with your eye, God finna’ to bless me
I know He’s got me, picking me up when I’m down (Down)
Every heartbeat, feeling so upbeat, I need every pound
He’s murasaki, I know it runs in my veins, made in the image of God
That’s what I’m saying, it’s crazy, even I know it, I feel like a slob
I’m trying to grow on the daily, teach me to love like you did on the cross
I need somebody to save me when I am lost, Lord, I want to walk
Into the light living bravely, I am a knight in the making
And my armor shiny, wrist so icy, shout out to my baby
Yeah, why don't ya
Hit me on my phone
I’ma hit you back, ‘bout to go and hit the road
When we’ve made it big, I want everyone to know
I never could’ve made it this far on my own
(Couldn't do it on my own)
Hit me on my line
I’ma hit you back, when I have a little time
They gon’ have to run it back when we drop another dime
Flex another rhyme for ya, we grind for ya on the Star Road
I just spent 350 on my wrist and doubled that shit on my necklace
I'm bringing the fire like Tepig
I am not one to be messed with, I hope you niggas get the message
I’m tired of people just acting so reckless
I’m lining these squares up like it was just Tetris
I got me some dreams that I can not imagine
I got me a crib and it’s big like a mansion
Behind the scenes, pulling strings, like a violin, yeah
4.0 diamonds on my wrist that’s a GPA
Flooded my town and watch my six, we don’t see the fray
O-n-m-i-Mations I don’t ever need a vacation
I know I’m amazing, I do it on my own
I make my beats, I write my raps, I do my songs (Drip check)
Neck, ice, wrist, flooded, drip water
I’m sipping on Teq, I’m sippin' on Wok
I’m watching my step, I drip when I walk
I can’t understand it, I’m just like a bandit
I’m doing that damage, so come my way why don’t ya
Yeah, why don't ya
Hit me on my phone
I’ma hit you back, ‘bout to go and hit the road
When we’ve made it big, I want everyone to know
I never could’ve made it this far on my own
(Couldn't do it on my own)
Hit me on my line
I’ma hit you back, when I have a little time
They gon’ have to run it back when we drop another dime
Flex another rhyme for ya, we grind for ya on the Star Road

Yeah, why don't ya
Hit me on my phone
I’ma hit you back, ‘bout to go and hit the road
When we’ve made it big, I want everyone to know
I never could’ve made it this far on my own
(Couldn't do it on my own)
Hit me on my line
I’ma hit you back, when I have a little time
They gon’ have to run it back when we drop another dime
Flex another rhyme for ya, we grind for ya on the Star Road
It’s that next level, Mario
Took a leap of faith into my audio
Ain’t got a parachute, so Geronimo
Don’t need a pair of shoes, I need a parasol
On Cloud 9 where I’ll stay, I don’t want to wake up from this dream
I just want the bass bumps with my face stuck to my microphone all day
I had a traffic offense, give me a second to vent, whoa
I need to visit my fam, show ‘em I love ‘em
Whenever I can, don’t need a reason to get
Presents to give ‘em, unwrap it and find what I’ve given inside
Abnormally sized, given I have what it cost, whatever the price
You can believe with your eye, God finna’ to bless me
I know He’s got me, picking me up when I’m down (Down)
Every heartbeat, feeling so upbeat, I need every pound
He’s murasaki, I know it runs in my veins, made in the image of God
That’s what I’m saying, it’s crazy, even I know it, I feel like a slob
I’m trying to grow on the daily, teach me to love like you did on the cross
I need somebody to save me when I am lost, Lord, I want to walk
Into the light living bravely, I am a knight in the making
And my armor shiny, wrist so icy, shout out to my baby
Yeah, why don't ya
Hit me on my phone
I’ma hit you back, ‘bout to go and hit the road
When we’ve made it big, I want everyone to know
I never could’ve made it this far on my own
(Couldn't do it on my own)
Hit me on my line
I’ma hit you back, when I have a little time
They gon’ have to run it back when we drop another dime
Flex another rhyme for ya, we grind for ya on the Star Road
I just spent 350 on my wrist and doubled that shit on my necklace
I'm bringing the fire like Tepig
I am not one to be messed with, I hope you niggas get the message
I’m tired of people just acting so reckless
I’m lining these squares up like it was just Tetris
I got me some dreams that I can not imagine
I got me a crib and it’s big like a mansion
Behind the scenes, pulling strings, like a violin, yeah
4.0 diamonds on my wrist that’s a GPA
Flooded my town and watch my six, we don’t see the fray
O-n-m-i-Mations I don’t ever need a vacation
I know I’m amazing, I do it on my own
I make my beats, I write my raps, I do my songs (Drip check)
Neck, ice, wrist, flooded, drip water
I’m sipping on Teq, I’m sippin' on Wok
I’m watching my step, I drip when I walk
I can’t understand it, I’m just like a bandit
I’m doing that damage, so come my way why don’t ya
Yeah, why don't ya
Hit me on my phone
I’ma hit you back, ‘bout to go and hit the road
When we’ve made it big, I want everyone to know
I never could’ve made it this far on my own
(Couldn't do it on my own)
Hit me on my line
I’ma hit you back, when I have a little time
They gon’ have to run it back when we drop another dime
Flex another rhyme for ya, we grind for ya on the Star Road