Wiz Khalifa - This Plane Lyrics

Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, it's Young Khalifa Man
This for Spacely, everyone call me 'man'
Taylor Gang or die and this project is brought to you by
(It's deal or no deal)

Champagne and paper planes too
Rostrum Records in this bitch
Taylor Gang, Happy Hustle, Deal or No deal
Yeah, bitch

(And umm)
(I'm)

Screamin' 'fuck them niggas who hated, I'm money affiliated'
Speculatin' me landin', must have got me mistaken with lame niggas
Know you gone get high as fuck as long as the planes with ya
Left that major situation alone and became richer

People talkin' down but see me, I'm the same nigga
Leave your bitch around we gon' drink the champagne with her
We don't touch the ground, see a cloud with my name it
Only ez-widers, please no cigars for me and my gang

Fool, I'm a legend in these streets 'cause how I do my thang
And don't wear the fitted, I got the city on my chain
Oh, man, still they hate and talk smack
Knowin' if I was gone there be no throne to throw ya rocks at

Cruise at maximum altitudes, I'm tryna top that
So in touch with the real, them suckers tryna stop that
But I live or let die, party get high
And tell them lames to the plane or let fly

Don't know what they hate for
I'm just gettin' my paper
Well, maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave but I need to, it's such a shame

They gon' miss this plane
(Plane)
They gon' miss this plane
(Plane)

They gon' miss this plane
(Plane)
They gon' miss this plane
(Plane)

I try to believe you
I don't wanna leave but I need to

Uh, stuck alone in this wave race
Say I'm livin' too fast, don't plan on changin' my pace
Got one foot on the gas, there's never a need for brakes
Smoke ez-wider's with hash, fuck bitches from out of state

Valet bringin' my cars, a waiter to bring me plates
Shrimp and fillet Mignon, we celebrate buyin' drinks
With a couple of broads, my nigga's and who got love for me
It's lonely at the top, I'm tired of havin' company

Uh, so while you busy tryin' to fit in, I'ma stand out
And view my life through this lens to see how it pan's out
Substitute teacher ass nigga's, need a hand-out middle finger
Screamin' 'fuck them nigga's who hated, I'm money affiliated'

Pop another bottle, that chronic smokin' degraded
Speculatin' me landin', must have got me mistaken
I'm speakin' as the captain of the plane
You's a runner on the jet way

Don't know what they hate for
I'm just gettin' my paper
Well, maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave but I need to, it's such a shame

They gon' miss this plane
(Plane)
They gon' miss this plane
(Plane)

They gon' miss this plane
(Plane)
They gon' miss this plane
(Plane)

I try to believe you
I don't wanna leave but I need to