Ship wakes up in the hangar glow Cargo grid empty, wallet hollow Mission board flickers, pick one more Same damn route I’ve flown before Hands on the stick, eyes on the haul One more crate, I want it all Clock keeps laughing, I don’t forget Every tick’s for that jet set I’m grinding, grinding, chasing that tech Stacking up ore just to cash one check Nine hundred plus, still not there yet All for a pure 999 Antium Jet set I’m flying, mining, sweating this debt Every last rock for that Jet set Refinery queue at an all-time high Chat scrolls by, “bro, this grind’s a lie” But I see that shine on the showroom shelf Can’t walk away, I know myself Sleep in the cockpit, dream in the black Spreadsheets scribbled on a cargo pack “Just one more run,” yeah, that old duet Whispered to my future jet I’m grinding, grinding, chasing that tech Stacking up ore just to cash one check Nine hundred plus, still not there yet All for a pure 999 Antium Jet set I’m flying, mining, sweating this debt Every last rock for that Jet set Who am I out here in the void? Pilot or just self employed? Still I aim my nose at the sun ‘Cause I’m one haul away (one haul away, hey!) I’m grinding, grinding, chasing that tech Stacking up ore just to cash one check Nine hundred plus, still not there yet I’m flying, mining, sweating this debt Every last rock for that Jet set Yeah, every last rock for that Jet set
