Floating, Pt. 1 Jas The Producer (Ft. Korban Baxter)

(Intro: Jas The Producer)
It's gon' be a long summer
36 nights, 30 days, and it's fake, boy
Can't take this shit no more, guys
Hit the gas, blow that shit out the window, motherfucker
Yeah, get money, yeah, yeah, yeah
They ain't never gonna fuck with me dog, it's all good
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah, yeah

(Verse 1: Jas The Producer)
When I be sitting in her arms I just fucking melt
They said I needed therapy but I ain't getting help
Drive alonе for the day just to clear my mind
I wanna live, but I'll nеver know the first step
I'm swimmin in in the sea
I'm runnin up a mil'
She ain't even know I'm there, that's a real feel
I pray this shit a dream
Pray this shit ain't real
Got a meeting with the devil, we gon' catch a deal
You really wanna shed a tear before the night's over
Ain't nobody got my back but yall be on my shoulders
Whole world spin around but I be sitting, sober
I'm a rockstar wit it, rollin with my bowler
Hitting 4 stems, like the leaves up on my clover
You got the rock in the pipe, well I be smoking boulders
Boy she giving more brain than an organ donor
They just burn me at the stake until it's said and over