Gravity is Fake

[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

[Verse 2: Futuristic]
Gravity? Forget it
I don't sweat it, good
Head on my shoulders, wait, where the neck went?
About the [?] or that's the aesthetic
Moving on now, wait, where the bed went?
Give me headspace, no deadweight I leave 'em
Is is too late to say I'm sorry Justin Bieber
What you believe in? Is it Jesus or your demons?
Chose my freedom, they don't buying me until they can see 'em
RIP to Aaliyah
Let me rock that boat
Let 'em jug my flow
That's how it would it go
By the time that they get this down
I'm already out the door
On to the next
Can you ever get over your ass for real
I'm Romeo, I'm Kobe tho, I'm Genobly tho
I make them waves
I'm a torpedo, I'mma turn speedo
I let it breath, no OVO
My Team been Sheeesh
I'm lotion tho, I shine like a breeze
A beautiful soul with a [?]
Rewind or repeat
[?]

[Chorus: BOYLORD]
Let me levitate, gravity is fake
Oh my god, tryna calibrate in 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