| Song | Kite |
| Artist | Willow Smith |
| Artist | Jaden Smith |
| Album | Top Club vol.2 |
| Your motion | |
| Got me rollercoastin' | |
| I want all in your ocean | |
| Man look it when I goes in | |
| I have no friends | |
| But if you had seen where we came | |
| You would know that we’re just makin a name | |
| Just off Dex and we straight to a plane | |
| Man, I’m insane | |
| This ain’t a game | |
| Half of you jokers don’t hear what I’m sayin | |
| But this is real, I’m feelin pain | |
| All of the things, I don’t say them in vain | |
| Great as a dane, you in my domain | |
| I can be Batman and you could be Bane | |
| Fast as a train, sharp as a brain | |
| I am a poet, I do not explain | |
| These are my feelings, I don’t entertain | |
| Keepin it plane, my take, it look like I’m me | |
| You don’t know what I attain | |
| When I drop flame | |
| I knew I can’t get the game | |
| All of these jokers are lame | |
| So tell them to stay in they lane | |
| I spit the fire, you out of the frame | |
| I’m killing em dang man, you thought I would lose? | |
| Who’s? this came with the Louie V shoes | |
| That would be me and I’m here with my crew | |
| And you not so I think I’mma need a masseuse | |
| Boom, man this what I do | |
| No paper, no pad | |
| Here with my girl and these jokers are mad | |
| You got GPS? Cuz I could’t been bad | |
| I would’ve been lost | |
| Lost in space and I see your face on Mars | |
| No trace but I find you in them stars | |
| I’ll chase you til this planet falls | |
| Lil mama got bar, lil mama got bars | |
| You stare into my eyes, I know you hear my cries | |
| ‘Cause you look at the sky | |
| You wanna fly? I got the kite | |
| I got the kite for you to fly | |
| You stare into my eyes, I know you hear my cries | |
| ‘Cause you look at the sky | |
| You wanna fly? I got the kite | |
| I got the kite for you to fly | |
| I gave you kisses on yo neck | |
| And chilled after my curfew | |
| I treat you with respect | |
| And girl I never would hurt you | |
| But now, I’m with my G’s | |
| Skatin these streets, baby I’m killin this beat | |
| Fly like the birds and the bees | |
| Please, go get some Z’s | |
| Roll up my sleeves, go to the cosmos | |
| Come back and got a new God flow | |
| Gotta find one in Kabo | |
| Until these jokers know I ain’t macho | |
| No, I’m straight from the batch, I’m skippin my class | |
| These jokers slow as molasses | |
| My song is massive | |
| Wanna know where all the trash is? Visit them ratchets | |
| Fly as Aladdin, I am so cool you could call me Alaskan | |
| I am the freshest, there’s no point in askin | |
| Live on the edge and you’ll leave in your casket | |
| I am the baddest yea | |
| And I’m gon find me a actress | |
| With long hair, nice skin, does backflips | |
| And red lips and she don’t need chopsticks | |
| But I’mma be here with my clan | |
| Soon as you land, you got flowers in your hand | |
| Come to the beach, get a tan | |
| Lay in the sand, baby you hot as a pan | |
| Come with the tightest bikini, you wear the Panini cuz baby you can | |
| I’ll be your genie cuz I am your man | |
| Say that I’m dreamin, you hear me like damn | |
| You got me lost | |
| Lost in space and I see your face on Mars | |
| No trace but I find you in them stars | |
| I’ll chase you til this planet falls | |
| Lil mama got bar, lil mama got bars | |
| You stare into my eyes, I know you hear my cries | |
| ‘Cause you look at the sky | |
| You wanna fly? I got the kite | |
| I got the kite for you to fly | |
| You stare into my eyes, I know you hear my cries | |
| ‘Cause you look at the sky | |
| You wanna fly? I got the kite | |
| I got the kite for you to fly | |
| Lost | |
| Lost | |
| Lost |
| Your motion | |
| Got me rollercoastin' | |
| I want all in your ocean | |
| Man look it when I goes in | |
| I have no friends | |
| But if you had seen where we came | |
| You would know that we' re just makin a name | |
| Just off Dex and we straight to a plane | |
| Man, I' m insane | |
| This ain' t a game | |
| Half of you jokers don' t hear what I' m sayin | |
| But this is real, I' m feelin pain | |
| All of the things, I don' t say them in vain | |
| Great as a dane, you in my domain | |
| I can be Batman and you could be Bane | |
| Fast as a train, sharp as a brain | |
| I am a poet, I do not explain | |
| These are my feelings, I don' t entertain | |
| Keepin it plane, my take, it look like I' m me | |
| You don' t know what I attain | |
| When I drop flame | |
| I knew I can' t get the game | |
| All of these jokers are lame | |
| So tell them to stay in they lane | |
| I spit the fire, you out of the frame | |
| I' m killing em dang man, you thought I would lose? | |
| Who' s? this came with the Louie V shoes | |
| That would be me and I' m here with my crew | |
| And you not so I think I' mma need a masseuse | |
| Boom, man this what I do | |
| No paper, no pad | |
| Here with my girl and these jokers are mad | |
| You got GPS? Cuz I could' t been bad | |
| I would' ve been lost | |
| Lost in space and I see your face on Mars | |
| No trace but I find you in them stars | |
| I' ll chase you til this planet falls | |
| Lil mama got bar, lil mama got bars | |
| You stare into my eyes, I know you hear my cries | |
| ' Cause you look at the sky | |
| You wanna fly? I got the kite | |
| I got the kite for you to fly | |
| You stare into my eyes, I know you hear my cries | |
| ' Cause you look at the sky | |
| You wanna fly? I got the kite | |
| I got the kite for you to fly | |
| I gave you kisses on yo neck | |
| And chilled after my curfew | |
| I treat you with respect | |
| And girl I never would hurt you | |
| But now, I' m with my G' s | |
| Skatin these streets, baby I' m killin this beat | |
| Fly like the birds and the bees | |
| Please, go get some Z' s | |
| Roll up my sleeves, go to the cosmos | |
| Come back and got a new God flow | |
| Gotta find one in Kabo | |
| Until these jokers know I ain' t macho | |
| No, I' m straight from the batch, I' m skippin my class | |
| These jokers slow as molasses | |
| My song is massive | |
| Wanna know where all the trash is? Visit them ratchets | |
| Fly as Aladdin, I am so cool you could call me Alaskan | |
| I am the freshest, there' s no point in askin | |
| Live on the edge and you' ll leave in your casket | |
| I am the baddest yea | |
| And I' m gon find me a actress | |
| With long hair, nice skin, does backflips | |
| And red lips and she don' t need chopsticks | |
| But I' mma be here with my clan | |
| Soon as you land, you got flowers in your hand | |
| Come to the beach, get a tan | |
| Lay in the sand, baby you hot as a pan | |
| Come with the tightest bikini, you wear the Panini cuz baby you can | |
| I' ll be your genie cuz I am your man | |
| Say that I' m dreamin, you hear me like damn | |
| You got me lost | |
| Lost in space and I see your face on Mars | |
| No trace but I find you in them stars | |
| I' ll chase you til this planet falls | |
| Lil mama got bar, lil mama got bars | |
| You stare into my eyes, I know you hear my cries | |
| ' Cause you look at the sky | |
| You wanna fly? I got the kite | |
| I got the kite for you to fly | |
| You stare into my eyes, I know you hear my cries | |
| ' Cause you look at the sky | |
| You wanna fly? I got the kite | |
| I got the kite for you to fly | |
| Lost | |
| Lost | |
| Lost |