Lyrics Float - Minnesota, Zion I

Float

Ya Minnesota
Zion I Crew
Watch me float (float)
Watch me float (float)
In the zone (we float though)
Airfly (we float though)
Zion I (we float though)
Minnesota (we float though)
Balling (we float though)
Empire (we float though)
IMG (we float though)
Shadowboxing (yea)
Hey, I’m ready for whatever
No competitor could ever sever
I’m seven steps already ahead of ya
Zoned out
My speakers is blown out
Minnesota taking over we running the globe out (uh)
Young zo-om I’m cruising the new route
Assuming the position, come sit in my fool couch
I’m chilling I’m in the building and feeling like key
For the people who didn’t believe me racked up off tea
Ya did wrong, ma (chka) ya did wrong
I’m creeping along with bigger beat in the trunk
I’m hitting the seat cause we’re frequencies to they jump
And spiking the punch to make it bom-chicka-bom-bom
Club like fat weight, we that great
Back to the back gate the G.O.A.T.
State grapes
Got me holy, rolling like Spicoli
Cudi don’t you know me?
These bars couldn’t hold me
I’ve got a vision and my living O G cool
With my people with me
Know we gonna shine, that’s the way it’s gonna be
Open up your mind and your third eye see
We can kick it and you already know
I’m building with the family, we about to blow
Know we gonna shine, that’s the way it’s gonna go
Open up your mind let your third eye float
Ey, I’m on it, symphonic shit on the boom
Like a boo to the tonic when I be walking on the moon
So pardon the minor feeling of brood
I’m assuming that me and you that done felt computer blues
Tuning out the techno, letting the blessed blow
Get up out of the crib, surround myself with some fresh folks
Hitting the club, they give me love my best bro
Roll me a dub we put it up that’s big smoke
Ain’t rich and I’ve been broke, it ain’t what I live for
I’m loving my life just spending time with my kin though
Been bumping the bass, we rotate like a rim spoke
City to city to get busy, the pimp pro
Professional testing your chest, level the loco
I’m dropping the four four, as tight as a choke hold
Living like Coco Chenel in my photo
Open down the SoCo, we duckin the po po
We float though
We float though