Gravity is Fake Futuristic (Ft. BOYLORD)

[Verse 1: Futuristic]
I'mma need a crip, 'bout to gettin' it
Little fresh air, let me breath it in
You ain't doing shit, stay away from this alright
I'mma make a play, gotta fade away
I been in and out of state, I don't need a break
Yeah they show me love, but I know it's fake
(You [?])
Know you see this wrong, you just in this song
Try to help 'em out, but they beg me down
Everyone need some help, turn it back to ground
All a bunch of clowns gon' figure it out
Got a girl and show like [?], but you're beautiful
I hope you do the most

[Chorus: BOYLORD]
Let me levitate, gravity is fake
Oh my god, tryna calibrate, get my head some space
Oh my god, never imitate, never been a fake
Always been the same, under lords name, I'mma lose my mind
Let me separate, I just want vacays
And now I just love my closet
He-he-hey now I don't wanna lay you off
[?] don't make a lot, and you not working hard enough
You complacent, yah
Used to make songs in the basement, yah
I just found my place right now
Give my head that space right now