Layover in Dallas

Sparkle in your eye and God, that shit'll knock me back

I've been falling into love and I've been falling on the gas

Like we kinda falling fast

All these rappers in the city, they don't really wanna rap

They just caught up on the cash

I'm a, uh, different type, man, I live to hit the mic

I just want an eco-village to go chill at when I write

Hit the pipe, feel the light, this the life in my sight

Lay over in Dallas for an hour or two

And as I'm waiting on the plane, I feel empowered to choose

I shared them chapters of my life and now I'm writing the tunes