Hustle Gang - Animal Lyrics

I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
I'm floating from the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
I'm floating from the ground

We lost in the world who's feeling safe
It's parked outside been in the case
We walk outside feel like a mason
Another preacher at the altar to tell
You to have a taste
White wine, go ahead and sip your race
And walk in the closet and feel amazed
Ain't no retire
Fall out of line and we get to pace
And we gonna simply reside and
Fill up the space
Took the Travis may leave you
Around and place it
That's a classic, no other way to have it
Remember me and my brother
Slept on that mattress
Now look how many bitches piled
Up on that mattress i'm feeling too proud
Cause all my niggas aroused
I got them people right now
For them to fill it
It was cool for a second
But now might take a minute
Cause now I'm in the building, god damn
I'm about to kill it

I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
I'm floating from the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
I'm floating from the ground

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 you
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
Who ever said that we wasn't money trees?
Anyway f*ck it, I'mma get high anyway
Gone before my niggas say
Lock up in them prison gates
Life's a bitch then you die
If you can do you any day

I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
I'm floating from the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
I'm floating from the ground

3-57 apparo the shit I wearo be Balenciaga
Prada, Margiela or something hotter
Double barrel your medulla oblongata
Send you to Allah
A million dollars on my wardrobe
Damier on my collars
Nothing short of an 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 highrise
Ten hoes, nice thighs, mai tai's
Serving umbrellas
But I knew the perfect fellow so impressive
She would straddle this berretta if I let her
Have a blast of a lifetime, ass of a lifetime
Swear this dick I give her
It'll last her a lifetime
A nice nine selling hard rock in the pipeline
Put in their life and now
They love a nigga longtime
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 from the ground
I'm floating, I'm floating, I'm floating
I'm floating from the ground