You know that feeling when you

Just get off the plane in bombay

You put the windows down and

Feel the wind in your hair

You see those blue skies,

And you’re mesmerized by your people

All that brown skin all that brown skin

High like heroine feel that cali wind

Pune, had the biggest show I ever visioned

Thank you, I stuck a fork in all my competition

Everybody been talking but they never listen

Hit record, you don’t wanna miss it

I’m the coach and I’m the one benching ya

All the while, I’ve been self sufficient

All the while, I’ve been on a mission

Old friends say raja’s missing

Can’t fool me, get deuces

Blueprint, man I bet they use it

Try to crucify me just like jesus

Imma sacrifice for all my people

Cool down, yeah had to cool down

Don’t need no heater, heater

Got some cousins tryna sneak over

No visa, visa

I’m doing 95 going straight to the eastside, eastside

Bitch I’m coasting now like costa rica

2 lives and 2 timezones 2 cars and I own homes

That curry sauce in my chromosomes

My dna makes strong bones

I wrote the hook to your favorite songs

I was the one they were waiting on

Went through the fire like chaka khan

Birdy told me go touch the city

One in a million, aaliyah

I cared for you when you didn’t care

Diva just like beyonce

Eye covered like left eye,

But my third eye is on bombay now

No stars, too much smoke

Clear the dust, don’t lose hope

Fill my lungs, I let it go

Epic said I’m too real

I compromised a lot but still

They said it’s love, I disappeared on them

Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no

Raja changed the game again I had to do it slow

Did it on my lonely man that’s everything I know

I needed to reload take time that’s how it goes

Time keeps passing me

Pop that shit like a rubber band

Gotta hit ’em twice, so they understand

Got high with future, he said you da future

And I know that future ain’t never planned

Feeling like I been diddy man

All this time I’ve been making bands

Calls for timbaland legends always around

They want the formula write for him, write for her

Daddy said, why you move from america

I did all the work just to get you here

Now you ran back down to india

Swear to god, people waited on me, waited on me

They cloned me, they tried to clone me

Said I was too big boned for my homies

Then I went and dropped city slums

Thanks to bombay, that’s for bombay

Turned the tables when I flipped the script

And I hopped the label brown girl got mass appeal

Nas told me, you da bridge, you gonna save them

Living legend like rahman

Run this city like shahrukh khan

Keys to the west come fuck with the best

I do this shit for hindustan (kumari)

I put my crown on that indian weave

You land in my town, then come see me

I swear to god it’s my time time now

You’ll never forget me

I swear to god

I’m every woman, just like whitney