[Verse 1]
This the type of shit I prayed for
Type of shit I stayed up late for
Type of shit God make you wait for
Type of shit they prey on
Type of shit that n***as hate on
Type of shit you roll a jay on
Type of shit they can't afford
Type of shit you can't buy in a store
Type of shit that make 'em pay more
Quiet when the games on
I'm real quiet like the gain's on (Floatin', floatin')

[Verse 2]
All my friends done got their Masters
I'm just tryna own mine
People say they like you 'til you on they timeline
Posе, post, delete, thеn you repeat
Pose, post, delete, then you repeat
Getting tired of the studio
Feeling like me and my friends ain't close
Teary-eyed and my spirits low
Quiet when the games on
I'm real quiet like the gain's on
So don't you ever say my name wrong
[Chorus]
Floatin' on you n***as
I know, I know I'm
Floatin' on you n***as (Floatin' on you n***as)
I’m floatin' on you n***as
Said I'm floatin' on you n***as

[Post-Chorus]
I'm like Saba with the pivot
All it took was some ambition
And I know you n***as hear it
In every note, in every lyric
I bear my soul to feed your spirit
California

[Outro]
Man
To do something, come through
In the time that you need to do it
That you need it done, all that
And you gotta demand it
'Cause bruh like the other day
You just gotta grind on that too
Something you could do
Something you can go get done from somebody else
Yeah, I'm tryna bring you along
But I have no time for labels
This is my life
(Heard you moving to L.A. for your life)