It’s Nicky T, but you can call me Rumour has it
I’m rapping now, I’m fantastic
It feels like I’m massive with passion now
SpacedOut I’m singing, I’m smoking trees
I’m just spittin bars
I know I’m fucked up in many ways, but I make good songs
Yeah

I’m surrounded by only the baddest girls around
I took three shots of Tito’s and now I feel astounding
I don’t care what they say, I’m the man tonight
Rumour has it I’m sound you know I’m SpacedOut


I bet them niggas is fake
If you want real I can give you a taste
If my ice is melting nigga
Better watch out or you'll burn your face
Come chill with the underdog
Freshly laid, out for the cake
My lane is pretty insidious
Full of lasers, there for the snakes

Gang related, gang is millionaires
Nothing can faze me
Let's go

Get me my money, I'm ready to ball
I'm ready to get me a chauffeur
Heard that when rikiih came into the game
Many rappers careers got over
Penniless should be the name of your band
Niggas is broke in a city of bags
Gimme your laces and gimme your cash
Last nigga talking he ended up dead

Couple ties with NASA, many connections
Call me Faiba, I got viral
Last time I heard, my name popped up in Pfizer
It's not too late to make amends
Elevate your goals with fire
Dead man walking
Lead in your heart and six by six he sleeping

SpacedOut on the jet
On the way to the lake house

Bad bitch she wanna dine, no take out

They regret all the times I was put down

On a mission
Like a trip out to Mars, they be clipping

In the gym I be balling like a Piston

Purple Lean in my cup I be sippin

Can’t come in my show with no admission

Gotta book me just for appearance

Minnesota where I live, I stay

I put the city on the map, let’s talk

Big money my ice drip raw

SpacedOut in the rocket to the top

Three, two, one, moonlight stop

They know who I am, who y’all

Youngest one to ever make it out the six

Call Fivio he pull up with blicks

Big Brody emptying the sticks

A young nigga Richard Millie rich

Now they booking me cause I’m the shit

New York flow from the six

Shout out SpacedOut for the tent

Want it gotta have it my way
On the couch hittin it sideways
Wah wah
Bought a new fit cuz I found a stain
Like Lil Wayne in the club make it rain
Found my way in the game you a lame
Ay ay
Heatin up every shot, you know I drain
She say I’m like Novocain
Know that I numb the pain
Know that I’m kinda faded
Whoaa
One shot, two shot, three shot, four
I’ma keep on pourin up till I hit the damn floor
Tattoo on my neck
Bad bitch on my left
Not tryna flex


Coming through wit strong wit it
It’s a rumor y’all talking shit
I ain’t really got time for this
Matter of fact let me talk my shit
Then I’m out this bitch

Bout to fuck yo bitch
Then going home to do better things
No wedding rings
No chump change
Haters talking can’t hear ya mane

Streets calling man I’m sorry mama
Gotta show that Jay a problem
Niggas actors they need an Oscar
Need a perk I need a doctor
Girl tripping so I had to block her
Got sweets like Willy Wonka

Had to write down
Had to think and jot
Pussy boy leave yo ass in a rot
Fuck friends
All these niggas ops

Fuck friends
All these niggas cops
Fucks friends
Got myself now
I’m so spaced out


I’m spaced out none of you can touch me now
I’m spaced out none of you can touch me now

I bet you didn’t know
I’m out here vibin’ on this flow
I’m the one
I started this like 12 whole years ago
I don’t party like I used to
I like to feel it with no filter
Writing just to spite you
Cause you thought I couldn’t do
Fuck you

Fuck you
I extend the cypher just like I do
I been here
I don’t need a ticket for the drive through
Yeah
You could say I’m back
Kayla Jay
As always, my name’s gilded on the map
I’m spaced out

Can you find me
Looks like you’re behind me
I’m spaced out