Space Walker ft. Noble Reign Charlie by Type1 Lyrics

Verse 1: (Noble Reign)

I'm a space walker
I'm a space talker
I just spaced out
I mean, what's the bother?
Gotta go far
Gotta go far
Lookin' back at it
Didn't seem so hard
Now I'm going fast
I'm just counting stacks
With the gas
In my bag, yeah
Time ticking
With the Patek on my wrist, yeah
With the Patek on my wrist, yeah
With the Patek on my wrist, yeah

Verse 2: (Type1)
I'm a space walker
I'm a space talker
I never try too hard
But you know I'm a baller
Imma take the hate
Because it only makes me stronger
I work that nine to five
So I'm thinking, "Why bother?"
Yeah bitch I'm a taker
But I still can't make her
I'm not a superstar
But bitch I'm balling like a Laker
Imma meet my maker
But I still forsake her
When you try and flex
They gone call you a faker
Verse 3: (Charlie)
I-I-I'm a space walker
Ballin' like Charles Barkley
Why they wanna compete with me
She just hit my line
And I'm piping like every time
And imma give her what the fuck she need
She been on that white, all night
Cocaine has got her crazy
She just wanna fuck with me
She better call me, baby
I know you will ride the wave
But you can't fit in
I know you will ride the wave
But you can't get in
Do this shit for my family
Told 'em, "better stay down!"
Loyalty over royalty
That's just how we get down
That's just how we get down
That's just how we get down