Apollo Mook - Going Places (feat. Airplane James) Lyrics

Pull up in that ghost
Same color as turkey
When it get roasted

Bout my bread
N**** get toasted

But I'd rather do champagne
All on my coaster

Louis V PJ's
With the Gucci loafers

My b**** love high fashion
Even If I do the Dover st

If Hip-Hop was a freeway
I'll be on hova street

This is poetry
All the h*** say yes to my
Like I'm Floetry

And only ones hate that
Are the ones with no motion
You be in yo feels
Acting out of emotion

I'm going places baby
Going going places baby

Ah yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah

Yeah so why you mad at me
Cheers for the artistry
Tears for the art in me

Pardon me
Past aspirations
Falling apart from me

I used imagination
To pull myself out of poverty

Every piece I pulled
It started push apart from me

On one side of the board
All alone like monopoly

I can't go to jail
I gotta get to
Where the pot will be

Gold bottom row
I'm talking Westside
Philosophy

First class ticket the places
I go astronomy

And yall have the nerve to
Still want an apology


And only ones hate that
Are the ones with no motion
You be in yo feels
Acting out of emotion

I'm going places baby
Going, going places baby

Ah yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah

Stand alone
Places where legends roam
Places where greatness shown

Places that take us
From our problems
We hate it at home

Places we couldn't go before
But now that we grown

Places that got
The sticks with lead
But minus the chrome

Baby Pomona my tone
Passion prolong

Every single
Word that I song
Track that I own

Healing hearts
Harder than stone
Put flesh on a bone

Telekinetic communication
Connect to yah phone

Calling collect to yah dome
When you a nap in my comb

Only ones hate that
Are the ones with no motion
You be in yo feels
Acting out of emotion

I'm going places baby
Going, going