Lyrics Walkin' On - Parsek

It look like flying when the rain fall
When I'm spinning like a chainsaw
And it's not to entertain naw
This is to refrain all
The thoughts that's been sayin imma never take off
I was laid off
Yet I'm feeling straight dog
The fire so deep could've tossed in another 508 logs
This is where the pain cross
And this time imma let it
Instead of gunning down, with no paint balls
The young sinner, paint one picture
With no funds in it, with no trust putting trust in it
Achieving impossible ironically efficient
Somehow that's the process when locking in submissions
The street lights is stretchin for who it cannot reach
I only see reflections, an essence we can't beat
And I don't need a fleet, for walking on my front
Cause I got both of my feet, and y'all isn't getting one
Step ahead or above
Cause I do not fucking know who putting lead through my glove
Got a helping hand but there is no helping a grudge
Most people could be great just need a nudge or a hug
They never felt
My nigga if they shed a tear would you ever tell
As if you never been laughed at when you fell
And let it all out till you started feeling well
Cause they will not do it for you, gotta do it by yourself
We in hell with no air

I rather be
Walkin on air
Where they can't see
Walkin on air
Before I flee
Walkin on air
I rather be, be
Walkin on air

Got the cloud under my feet
Only thing I won't accept is my defeat
Been at it every week
Without knowing what I seek
Still moving
I'm walking forward with my head down
Only thing I'll let down never take a step down
Cause I'm too high up
Ain't nobody gonna try us
Yet these pryers swinging by us huh
Yeah I'm the greatest but for real I'm prolly bias
But I'll still sell it until people buy it
Can't blame me for trying, yet I'm blaming if you do tho
Cause how you knocking me when I'm tryna tell my truth hoe
You don't know the hours I be spending in my booth
Few hundred fucking files yet nobody see the proof
Said I wouldn't cut my hair until I'm chillin at the roof
Letting go of y'all approval cause all you niggas is kooks
In my Wu Tang hoodie when I'm meeting with the suits
Won't blow it like a flute and if I do I'll be cool
Tryna float above the nonsense
Bitch, Ha

I rather be
Walkin on air
Where they can't see
Walkin on air
Before I flee
Walkin on air
I rather be, be
Walkin on air