Clouds
Fear in my conscious
Popping like paparazzi
On a carpet
Shot on the target
Chopping karate Bodies on the
Coffins
Stopping my hobbies for profits
Look at my homies
Honestly none of them know me
Lord I been lonely
Smoke on dope just to hold me
Hoping you forging a whole me
Fucking the world
Like a orgy
Praying for something that doesn't exist
I'm keeping a stick in the whip
Paranoid imma get hit
I stay up till 6
The sun up
I make me a list
Thinking bout hittin a lick
The rent due and I'm broke as shit
I'm hoping for sun in the bay
Fuck can you say
Fear got me feeling this way
Don't tell me it's not okay
Voices in my head can't hear myself
All this fear inside
I need some help
Tryna talk to God
Please hear me out
Please don't let me drown inside these clouds
Not a damn thing that I run from
Have you ever seen fiends where you come from
Have you ever seen greed
Selling sticks and seeds
Smoking weed 13
Where sun come
For a about 5 minutes
And the rain hit
Wrong name or gang
Get your brain split
Get killed by the people that you hang with
Make a couple dollars and everybody wanna hit you with hey
Shit
Get off my dick
You not my bitch
You not my Bro
You not my dog
I seen your soul
I seen the fraud
All in yo bones
I know you wrong
I seen you fold
Under pressure
I seen you choke
So Let's keep even
That the one real reason
That you keep on breathing
Is I fear my god
On God now
Voices in my head can't hear myself
All this fear inside
I need some help
Tryna talk to God
Please hear me out
Please don't let me drown inside these clouds
Popping like paparazzi
On a carpet
Shot on the target
Chopping karate Bodies on the
Coffins
Stopping my hobbies for profits
Look at my homies
Honestly none of them know me
Lord I been lonely
Smoke on dope just to hold me
Hoping you forging a whole me
Fucking the world
Like a orgy
Praying for something that doesn't exist
I'm keeping a stick in the whip
Paranoid imma get hit
I stay up till 6
The sun up
I make me a list
Thinking bout hittin a lick
The rent due and I'm broke as shit
I'm hoping for sun in the bay
Fuck can you say
Fear got me feeling this way
Don't tell me it's not okay
Voices in my head can't hear myself
All this fear inside
I need some help
Tryna talk to God
Please hear me out
Please don't let me drown inside these clouds
Not a damn thing that I run from
Have you ever seen fiends where you come from
Have you ever seen greed
Selling sticks and seeds
Smoking weed 13
Where sun come
For a about 5 minutes
And the rain hit
Wrong name or gang
Get your brain split
Get killed by the people that you hang with
Make a couple dollars and everybody wanna hit you with hey
Shit
Get off my dick
You not my bitch
You not my Bro
You not my dog
I seen your soul
I seen the fraud
All in yo bones
I know you wrong
I seen you fold
Under pressure
I seen you choke
So Let's keep even
That the one real reason
That you keep on breathing
Is I fear my god
On God now
Voices in my head can't hear myself
All this fear inside
I need some help
Tryna talk to God
Please hear me out
Please don't let me drown inside these clouds
Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Alvarado
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