Thought I was gone, Hello

[Verse 1] Open my phone up, every day to 80 voice mails, from 80 different callers But to keep it 100, y’all really know Kells, nah Underestimated, but over stood, let’s just hope I’m a knock, knock, on wood But either way I’m on another level thank the swisher Ladies love when I’m around say I look better than the pictures God damn right I coined embrace the expression that I am fly Cause I’m high as fly and above all of them land lives I’m like Picasso with this damn mike, listen up I gave the game stability, I am the missing crutch … call me collector Even know they hate me, you don’t have a choice but to respect it, ha Peter picked up Pepper and I just picked the dream And fell asleep now everything I do’s a movie scene But I just wanna live, and never act, blow a pack and and run it back [Verse 2] Yeah Now everybody from my city knows the name Kid My father thought I was a screw up, till I blew up Take a look at what the fame did From stains to stainless, fridges in my cribz the illest, getting lifted like the planes is Them one come and go, but the heart stays Trying to keep my mind free is them junior high days I guess we came a long way since the myspace Seem like my name is all over the country like the highways But they telling me the that home where the hate is Well fuck that I’m gone then my spaceship Been ready for take off See me on Venus with extraterrestrials, puffing the greenest of the space raw Already reaching and god willing if I make it to tomorrow I’ma wake and dedicate this to the ceiling Cause the fans make sure I’m on my mission This is the pursuit of happiness fuck a million We just over here living [Verse 3] Which is why I never put down the blunt Surrounded myself with the realest Which is why I never put up a front But I did turned my back though To everybody’s opinion, and gave the critics a reason to kiss my ass Hi bloggers I know my skin’s a little different I guess I’ll blame the lack of presence on my skin pigment I’ve been dough, I’ve been flyest then rest of them I just always been ill and they got the medicine Guess I wouldn’t want me around either Vocals sick enough to fuck around and get listeners to jungle fever Look at me now pops up in the sky box, a few clearer than eye drops And I rock all the shows all the hoes and more Open up my closet looking like a clothing store I don’t never wanna grow up, Peter Pan So roll it up and lets hit neverland kellz Gone [Outro] And everybody who just trying to make a living Doing whatever they goata do to get it, put your hands up Whether you work on the streets or in the buildings Everybody that is handling they bizness, put your hands up Me I’m just chasing the dream why they sitting So everybody who isn’t bullshitting, please stand up, please stand up You in the front row dedicated to my fans Though I was gone, I’m back Helllllooo