Songtext
Nobody to call
Your big homie Rob
You know what it is
It's Rob Markman on Twitter
Send all your hate mail
You know how we do it
Getting paid's just a regular thing to us
'Cause if it ain't getting money, it's strange to us
And if you don't wanna smoke you ain't gotta pay
I'm rolling up by myself, tryna find a way
Floating away
Floating away
Floating away
Floating away
I, swear I got so high last night, I don't even remember goin' to sleep
But I do know these Louie's go with my feet
And the critics they feel how my lyrics do go over beats
20K shopping when dude go overseas
Smoking weed in the most expensive suite
Even though we ain't supposed to be living anywhere close to these people
How they gonna hate on me, I got more bread than most of these people
Don't wish death on my enemies, I pour a toast for 'em
And keep positive energy and hella smoke for 'em
Bombay and high-grade liquor for my niggas
Never seen a Ghost in person now she riding in one
Never seen a ghost in person, Cost me five figures
That's like 50 G's a person if you riding with us
To the sky's limits
Roll some weed, then get high with winners
My niggas eating when it's time for dinner
Getting paid's just a regular thing to us
'Cause if it ain't getting money, it's strange to us
And if you don't wanna smoke you ain't gotta pay
I'm rolling up by myself, tryna find a way
Floating away
Floating away
Floating away
Floating away
We see you come out of Pittsburgh
Chevy Woods always by your side
But you building a team now?
Absolutely
Alright the team just consists of
What has motivated me to get to this point
And what I see takin' me into the future
Not me personally, but just, um
You know, I feel like my spirit is worldwide
And we all share the same spirit
