I need to get some air, uh Fill in my suitcase, my Nikes are rare, uh Sippin’ that Perrier, my fashion be layered We out here to get to the top, get some air, uh Top feels so much better than the bottom, I keep hustling my way up I’m above the clouds on a flight to Malaysia The air feels sweet, Sway D riding the wind Meteor on fire, landing on a new world, urrrpang, yeah I’m so busy, I accelerate on my bull My tires be wide, yeah, blow away the stage, tornado Mixing up the sounds, call me the god of art Compress the green energy, I’m the strength of this world Walking, hiking, I love being up high, pirate ship ride Do the right thing, yeah, I’m Spike Lee No more parties, it’s too early Hi-Lite, my team, I see the mountain Ooh, I don’t wanna say anything cliché, ay Yeah, I don’t wanna just say nice things, ay I put out 2 albums last year and 8 music videos I don’t need no recognition, them hipsters already love my shit I need to get some air, uh Fill in my suitcase, my Nikes are rare, uh Sippin’ that Perrier, my fashion be layered We out here to get to the top, get some air, uh How’s the air at the top? It’s so fresh Inhale the air at the top, that’s an ego boost How’s the air at the top? It’s so fresh Inhale the air at the top, that’s an ego boost, yah, whoo So high, it’s incredible, too different, you and I All these hyungs are on my side, my life bright, no need for lights We light up, y’all needa lighten up, we so high up, there’s no climbing up Our mic up, y’all just hyped up, fuck outchea, keep yo mouth shut Shut your mouth, don’t wanna hear your bullshit, I want to leave where I can’t hear y’all If it ain’t ‘bout the money, I don’t want to hear about the shit that doesn’t involve me Higher stories and slicker cars, the higher the price the better my life Never satisfied is just the way I be, above is the only way my compass points You can’t touch my shit, if you do, I go psycho This is my deed, nice to meet you, my name is Michael That shit is trivial, these SJWs, why the fuck they talkin’? Keep on walkin’ before I beat your ass, I’m flyin’ thru the air Y’all gon’ be talkin’ that shit, me, I relax in the whip Pull out the Wes on my hip, shawty, she lovin’ that fit, shawty, she lovin’ that dick I’m a god when it comes to this business, all these mofos think they on some business Stacking money in my bank account, stack ‘em, let the Lord be my witness How’s the air at the top? It’s so fresh Inhale the air at the top, that’s an ego boost How’s the air at the top? It’s so fresh Inhale the air at the top, that’s an ego boost, yah, whoo Came to the airport, security check, they ask what I do Do I look like a weak ass on drugs? Fuck off, I’m too strong, Popeyes, JK Hi-Lite out here, the airport going HAM Oppa, oppa, look here, fans be taking pics See y’all brothers and sisters the next day at the concert Put yo Hi-Lite signs in the air, we the best rappers out in Korea Our hand sign is the prettiest, and it’s spread out across the globe Now e’rybody write down Hi-Lite Records as your dream job The air at the top is suffocating like a tight turtle neck, can’t breathe, nobody could’ve even imagined The first contemplations are now finished, but I came across a new obstacle Seoul is so barren to me, so I prepare for everything, this city is a desert I’m digging a well, my label Hi-Lite, the enemies’ sun is setting, I see the twilight Get some fresh air, I was stuck in the corner, but now I’ve overcome my growing pains Y’all flexing about that 6 month fame and salary, how much did y’all actually make? Your money swag is so typical, bruh, it doesn’t even suit you Be humble, I cheer for you, man, but I’m disappointed, it’s hard to breathe Put a classic out, but still swamped with controversy, came out on TV, topped the charts But still Hi-Lite this, Hi-Lite that, Hip Hop blah blah, they be talkin’ shit, no love G2’s next steps, Reddy’s rap, YunB’s street fight, Sway D’s talent Yosi’s track, Huckleberry P’s success, is Jowonu the next up? This is the trend, that’s the swag, so this is right and that is wrong, they be fronting That rapper on hype spit some bars, sounds to me like trash, so I turn off my Instagram Mofos who be scheming better get the fuck out, I embarrassed them so bad, they be switching sides Mofos who been overestimated won’t do shit for the scene, so I’m out, fuck ‘em all, peace Lyrics translated by Changstarr