Clouded
That shit definitely go
Gotta get it how you live
Everybody talking 'bout R&B shit
I'm just talking me shit
You know what I mean?
Let me hear that
I gave it all for a fantasy
Is anybody gon' remember me?
If I go tonight, I doubt the world would change
I just pray they don't forget my name
Is it game rules? I can't lose
When it's all said and done, will I still be cool?
Spent like (How much?)
Ten thousand (Ten thousand)
Twenty thousand (Twenty thousand)
Thirty thousand (Thirty thousand)
Forty thousand (Forty thousand)
How much I'ma spend profilin'?
She come in and compliment my closet
Fuck her on the floor like I don't give a fuck about it
Your judgement get clouded when you clouded
My opposition wish I'd stop smilin'
My family wish I'd stop wildin'
I'm still on the east side smokin' with my OG's
'Cause they the only ones that really know me
I was fuckin' superstars when I was 19
The shit we did, you won't believe me
Now I'm at the turn up, lookin' lonely
Then they wonder why I'm quiet at them house parties
'Cause everybody see me
Roll some blunts and hit her once and now she need me
Her nigga wanna be me
But they don't know I'm fightin' demons
I feel like dyin' every season
I've been swimmin' in the deep end
All my bitches know I'm leavin' at some point
Whether there's a reason or not
Don't try givin' me reasons to stop
Gotta get it how you live
Everybody talking 'bout R&B shit
I'm just talking me shit
You know what I mean?
Let me hear that
I gave it all for a fantasy
Is anybody gon' remember me?
If I go tonight, I doubt the world would change
I just pray they don't forget my name
Is it game rules? I can't lose
When it's all said and done, will I still be cool?
Spent like (How much?)
Ten thousand (Ten thousand)
Twenty thousand (Twenty thousand)
Thirty thousand (Thirty thousand)
Forty thousand (Forty thousand)
How much I'ma spend profilin'?
She come in and compliment my closet
Fuck her on the floor like I don't give a fuck about it
Your judgement get clouded when you clouded
My opposition wish I'd stop smilin'
My family wish I'd stop wildin'
I'm still on the east side smokin' with my OG's
'Cause they the only ones that really know me
I was fuckin' superstars when I was 19
The shit we did, you won't believe me
Now I'm at the turn up, lookin' lonely
Then they wonder why I'm quiet at them house parties
'Cause everybody see me
Roll some blunts and hit her once and now she need me
Her nigga wanna be me
But they don't know I'm fightin' demons
I feel like dyin' every season
I've been swimmin' in the deep end
All my bitches know I'm leavin' at some point
Whether there's a reason or not
Don't try givin' me reasons to stop
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Wishkoski, Carlos Munoz, Chris Wood, Christopher Ruelas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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