BLAST OFF [Intro] (Engine revving… radio static… countdown begins…) Three… Two… One… (VANTA KØRE) [Verse 1] I got that paper in my pocket, need that fuel inside my rocket, Blast off, baby, you can see me in the cockpit. Pedal to the floor, I ain’t ever thinking ’bout a stop sign, Every single move I make is calculated, perfect top line. I was in the shadows, now I’m glowing like a satellite, Working through the darkness just to finally see the morning light. Pressure only built me, now I’m harder than a meteorite , Every beat’s another launch, every verse another victory. I don’t need permission, I was born to make a scene, Built an empire from a vision they could never even dream. Neon dripping off the paint while the skyline starts to blur, Every bridge I ever crossed just became another spur. Full throttle, no brakes, Big moves, high stakes. Eyes locked on the stars, Never cared about the hate. I’m breaking every limit, Every chain, every ceiling. Turn the speakers to eleven, Let ‘em feel what I’ve been feeling. [Pre-Chorus] Hands on the wheel, Heart made of titanium. Dreams hit different When nobody’s ever handing ’em. I’ve been counting every scar, Now they shine like constellations. Every loss became the fuel For another elevation. [Chorus] I got that paper in my pocket, need that fuel inside my rocket, Blast off, baby, you can see me in the cockpit. Engines screaming through the night, Ain’t nobody gonna stop it. If you’re looking for the future, You can find me where the stars sit. I got that paper in my pocket, need that fuel inside my rocket, Built this from the ground, Now they only wanna watch it. Going faster than the speed of every doubt they ever dropped in, Tell the world I’m taking off— Yeah, I’m living in the cockpit. [Verse 2] Every late night turned into another level gained, Every failure taught me lessons, now they’re etched inside my brain. Never folded under pressure, Never switched to fit the crowd. Now they’re singing every lyric, Hands are reaching through the clouds. Look up— See the contrails in the atmosphere. That’s another dream becoming something they can finally hear. I’m addicted to progression, Never satisfied with average. If the mountain gets any higher, I’ma climb it out of habit. Money comes and money goes, But the hunger never leaves. I’m investing in my future, Planting forests from the seeds. Every heartbeat sounds like engines, Every breath another mile. I’ve been chasing this forever, Now forever’s in my style. No parachute. No safety net. No backup plan. No regrets. I’d rather crash while chasing greatness Than survive while standing still. Every single destination Started with a stronger will. [Bridge] Ten… Nine… Eight… Can you hear the engines? Seven… Six… Five… Clouds are getting smaller. Four… Three… Two… Nothing left beneath me now. One… Ignition. [Final Chorus] I got that paper in my pocket, need that fuel inside my rocket, Blast off, baby, you can see me in the cockpit. Stars reflecting off the windows, Watch the whole sky start to spin. Every dream I ever carried Finally turned into a win. I got that paper in my pocket, need that fuel inside my rocket, Gravity can’t hold me down, I’m too busy trying to top it. Started from the pavement, Now I’m floating past the planets. If they ask me where I’m headed— Tell ’em… I’m just getting started. [Outro] (Radio static fades…) “Mission control…” “We have liftoff.” (Engines disappear into the stars.)
