I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
In the dark
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
In the dark
We lost in a world who feelin' safe
Was parked outside, been in the case
We walk outside, feel like a mason
Had to preach at the altar to tell you to have a taste
White wine, go ahead and sip your ace
And walk in the closet and feel amazed
They gon' retire and fall out of line if we get the pace
And we gon' simply reside and fill up the space
Tip of Travis might linger around the place
Now that's a classic, no other way to have it
Remember me and my brother slept on that mattress
Now look how many bitches pile up on the mattress
I'm feelin' too proud, cause all my niggas arise
I gotta prove it right now for them to feel it
It was cool for a second, but now it might take a minute
Cause now I'm in the building, god damn it, I'm about to kill it
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
In the dark
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
I'm floating
Welcome to America, home to the gutter nigga
Where every nigga wanna be another nigga
Either your brother or your cousin is the drug dealer
If you make it out the hood, haters wanna grudge with ya
As I wander these streets up under me
It's a concrete jungle economy
Who runs the world? Ego, money, greed
Well, I have my weed and my money green
Whoever said that weed wasn't money trees
Anyway, fuck it, I'ma get high anyway
Callin' for my nigga's sake, lock up in the prison gates
Life's a bitch, then you die, it could end any day
Any day, any day, any day
I'm floating
In the dark
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
In the dark
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
In the dark
357 apparel, the shit I wear will be Balenciaga
Prada, Margiela, or something hotter
Double barrel, yeah, Mandula, Blegada
Send you to Allah, million dollars on my wardrobe
Damier on my collar
Nothing shorter than assassin
Garments, I sit my ass in
Kill niggas dead on the scene, no casket
Basking in my glory on the 37th story of a high rise
Ten hoes, nice thighs, lifetime
Serve no umbrellas by a nearly perfect fellow
So impressive, she would straddle this beretta if I let her
Have a blast of a lifetime, ass of a lifetime
Sweat is dick, I give her, it'll last a lifetime
A nice nine, solid hard rod in they pipeline
Put it in they life and now they love a nigga long time
Wednesday three freaks, Thursday four hoes
Five on Friday, yesterday six chicks
Today is the Sabbath, I got seven going at it
On a mattress doing shit you can't imagine
I'm laughing
True story, real talk, that's classic
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
Standing alone
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
Standing alone
