Floating

I wanna float higher than me
No, nah, nah
I wanna float higher than, the
Higher up God
I wanna fly, flyer than, bee
Woah woah woah look

I been going through a lot of shit lately
But my baby is overthinking, cause her test is coming up and
I don't know, but lately
I've been going through my own shit but
I just wanna flip my own brick, make some money
But this music shit ain't really tryna work out
I've been tryna work it out
I don't really know, but my mind tryna go where my mind about
Tryna find a different route
I don't know what, that shit about
No no no
Uh
I been tryna float my God
I been tryna float, I ride
I been tryna, uh
I been tryna float
I been tryna go, looking like a ghost
You already know, looking like a quote
R.I.P Virgil Abloh
And you know that I gotta quote
That shit, Off-White, broke
Nah nah
I'm the slickest kid
From the Yeg
And you know me
Filipino kid living so, free
Okay
Where he been lately?
Chilling cause he lazy but
I just want my mama good, you know?
You know?
I just want the Brodie good, you know?
I don't
I don't really know, put on Smino
Woah
I been floating lately
I been thinking 'bout, my baby (Woah)
I been thinking 'bout, her lately
Pray to God for
Her family, and Brodie, and sister
And you know
"Where are you?"
But that last call man you know I missed her
I was just in the studio
And my cellphone didn't have the service
So I didn't get the call
Then she ask me that I love her, no
Nah baby not at all
I got, my love settled for a certain bitch
Cause she love me numerous different times
And, honestly you don't love me for me
You just want me for my dick

And I'm floating
Thank gawd I'm floating
Higher up I'm, float
Floating up
Floating up
Floating up

Thank gawd I
Float like a levitate
And you know that
Her makeup looking hella bait
And you know that she not really looking for a mate
But she got that Australian accent
And her ass look thick
But she look like
A well known mistress
Uh, she looking good in that nice dress
And her body looking righteous
Perfume smell in excess

Take yo lashes off girl
That shit look like a
Fuckin' Raccoon, that just got
Hit by a Civic, you know what I'm saying?
Also mean that yo eye-shadow clapped

Bitch I'm floating
Bitch I'm floating
Without you knowing
I said I'm growing
Bitch I'm floating
I said I'm growing
Without you knowing
Without you knowing

Bitch I'm floating higher up to the ceiling
Touch God, and I ask him
"Bitch is this the feeling?"
I wanna know where the clouds, where the sky goes?
I wanna know if this shit feel like Chicago
What do I know?
I'm just a kid that's broke
All I wanna know
Is this me?
Or was this a joke?
I don't know
Bitch we don't know
We don't know

Wow



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Writer(s): Patrick Tanda
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