Aim for the moon
Shoot for the stars
Planet is a body, baby
Home is the heart, ay
Spread your fuckin' wings
Fly high, fly far, baby
Earth is a body
Mama's house will always be the fucking heart
Ay, I was tryna make it out (Make it out)
Knew that I would make it big (Make it big)
Always had it figured out (Figured out)
Everything my teachers said (Yuh)
It was flying in and out
It was flying in and out, yuh
Never landing, always higher
Always on the internet, yuh
Always writing 'bout love, yuh
Had some feelings 'bout da
Sitting pretty, never loud
I can't do it, it's not allowed
Not allowed to leave the house, yuh
Mama kept me in her safe, yuh
Trying to keep my innocence, yuh
Never was a ride or die, yuh
I was scared to die young, yuh
See them friends was dying young, yuh
So I always played it safe, yuh
Grown now, I made it out, yuh
Made it outta mama's house, yuh
Now I show up unannounced, yuh
That's the shit that life's about, yuh
Aim for the moon
Shoot for the stars
Planet is a body, baby
Home is the heart, ay
Spread your fuckin' wings
Fly high, fly far, baby
Earth is a body
Mama's house will always be the fucking heart
Ay, I was tryna make it out (Make it out)
Knew that I would make it big (Make it big)
Always had it figured out (Figured out)
Everything my teachers said (Yuh)
It was flying in and out (Yuh)
Had enough to think about
And smoke about, and drink about
Or cry about, till we laugh about it
Struggle till we get to brag about it
Got it out the mud
Got it off the ground
Now shit is moving like a porta-potty
And my nosy neighbour brought me plenty of trouble
I call her CCTV
She must've thought she was doing my daddy a favour
By trying to keep me PG
I was trying to fuck some, smoke some, drink some
Get a lil high, then spend some
Broken baby trying to vent some
16, thinking about an income, ****
All those hazy memories
That's where I made some of my fav's from
Sometimes I don't even know where I'm going
But I will never forget where I came from
Aim for the moon
Shoot for the stars
Planet is a body, baby
Home is the heart, ay
Spread your fuckin' wings
Fly high, fly far, baby
Earth is a body
Mama's house will always be the fucking heart
Ay, I was tryna make it out (Make it out)
Knew that I would make it big (Make it big)
Always had it figured out (Figured out)
Everything my teachers said (Yuh)
It was flying in and out

Writer(s): Malik Sanders, Malik & Samukelisiwe Sindiswa Zulu.