I am a man, man man man, up up in the air And I run around 'round 'round 'round this town town And act like I don't care So when you see me flying by the planet's moon You don't need to explain if everything's changed Just know I'm just like you [Verse 1: Skizzy Mars] Baby you got a man, I don't care, that's irrelevant Known for making bad decisions for the hell of it Young Skizzles, taste the rainbow But that's so beside the point it's sitting next to it Got a blonde girl with sass that I thinks named Hailey And she knows ill always handler like Chelsae lately Look, bitch ass yeah I’m staring at you Top floor, penthouse with a aerial view It’s Skizz [Grouplove] It's the colors you have No need to be sad It really ain't that bad It's the colors you have No need to be sad You still got your hand [Verse 2: Skizzy Mars] All the douche bags, assholes, and beer pong connoisseurs CEO's, interns, unemployed entrepreneurs I love 'em all, the hipsters, the fashionistas Stay outside of beef, took a liking to PETA My mom's Mona, her mom took a liking to Lisa My dad's a shopaholic he took a liking to Visa's I showed them my tunes, and they like what they seeing A yearly drug tests, they don't like what I'm peeing With every song, my fan base I am increasing Penthouse, pedestrians I'm defeating The Aston? remember I wanted a Nissan? Had to change phones, these hoes call a lot Horse lifestyle, I call the shots See me flying like an eagle, save the cape Gay marriage is legal but my vodka's straight Promise I never sell out like eBay I'm just trying to make my fam proud like deejanay Hey [Grouplove] It's the colors you have No need to be sad It really ain't that bad It's the colors you have No need to be sad You still got your hands [Verse 3: Skizzy Mars] All the girls wouldn't look twice when I arrived Now they look thrice when I arrive Now it'll be a howie day when you and I collide Cause I'mma be richer than you is what I prophesize So, go on to your 9 to 5's Had my stella open when I arrive True colors show, and I know Ya'll just want me to slow down and catch up to my fast life [Grouplove] So I am a man, man man man, up up in the air And I float around 'round 'round 'round this town town And know I shouldn't care So when you see us there there out in the open road You don't need to explain if everything's changed Just know that you don't know We call it... [Verse 4: Skizzy Mars] Narcissistic, elitist, she concerned with the music And I'm enjoying her features I was singing the Killers, they were bumping \"Ether\" I'm looking through the window man the view was fucking scenic Well my song's on, so let that bitch play Oh that girl's drunk? Well let that bitch stay Oh she's on her knees? I let that bitch pray And I just wanna smoke weed and write music everyday Look I still ride the bus dude I'm still broke And I'm still number 1 bitch I'm still oak They told me get your swag up and be a star I'm trying to have all you tired rappers be alarmed Got that poker life style, we all-in for these moments I ain't even in my prime, composite for the moment I'm trying to lead and have my name be significant Survival of the fittest and I'm all about conditioning Cause I'm a fucking star [Grouplove] [Skizzy Mars] If you're a real Skizzy fan put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air If you're a real Skizzy fan put your hands in the air In the muhfuckin' air If you're a real Skizzy fan put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air x2 Penthouse Music