Floating

By JCO816

On MKII

Released on February 22, 2020

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[Chorus]

Way up in the sky, I think I’m floating

Look up at the clouds, they start to rotate

Thinking all the pain is really okay

But it’s not, it’s just my heart that’s ripping -


[Verse 1]

Ripping open, tipping over

I’m the shit, you in-explosive

Listening, your dick is soaking

Lie again, you wish you wrote this

Hop onstage, the crowd is jumping

Music shit is how I’m coping

Where’s my Grammy, shit is thumping

I ain’t kidding, bitch you hopeless

Visualize it, man the kid's conniving

Take control of the whip when he isn’t driving

It’s a bit of a stick up, the Winston kind but

That just don’t explain how he is with rhyming

Like an acquired skill but I’m higher still cause I’m vibing here but

Since middle school

Tryna explore like a pioneer


[Bridge/Pre-Chorus]

There’s options in my head, it’s hard to try em all

With rap, I get to overdosing like it’s Tylenol

They told me get my story straight but I ain’t lie at all

And then they put me in a building titled ‘Hospital’

And while I was in there, I learned a little bit

Like suck it up and stop being a little bitch

But also got some images that fucked my head

It takes me back to nightmare times when I was just a kid


[Verse 1 - Continued]

Yeah, it fucked me up inside

Gotta wonder if there is an afterlife

Really it’ll be a thing I’d have to find

Really only when and if I have to die

Gotta put that thought down

Gotta read these notes that I jot down

I don’t really give a fuck about a boss

I was done with the jobs so I walked then I clocked out


[Chorus]

Way up in the sky, I think I’m floating

Look up at the clouds, they start to rotate

Thinking all the pain is really okay

But it’s not, it’s just my heart that’s ripping open

Way up in the sky, I think I’m floating

Look up at the clouds, they start to rotate

Thinking all the pain is really okay

But it’s not, it’s just my heart that’s ripping open


[Verse 2]

I’m a crazy mastermind, I don’t take the lines

Fuck your rap advice till the game is mine

Whoo

Till I rap one line and I’m saving lives

I’m just one guy with a bag of rhymes

Put 2 + 2 then I’m adding mine

My notes, my beats, my practice time

You ain’t got no pull ‘cept jazzercise

Yeah yeah, I’m killing it, know I be killing it

Flipping the script then I’m pinning the innocent

Pick up a pen and my purpose is permanent

Permission hurting like squeezing a tourniquet

Fuck did you think when you heard of me

I got some therapy, fuck all the surgery

Friends having babies so call up a nursery


[Bridge/Pre-Chorus]

There’s options in my head, it’s hard to try em all

With rap, I get to overdosing like it’s Tylenol

They told me get my story straight but I ain’t lie at all

And then they put me in a building titled ‘Hospital’

And while I was in there, I learned a little bit

Like suck it up and stop being a little bitch

But also got some images that fucked my head

It takes me back to nightmare times when I was just a kid


[Chorus]

Way up in the sky, I think I’m floating

Look up at the clouds, they start to rotate

Thinking all the pain is really okay

But it’s not, it’s just my heart that’s ripping open