Clouds in the Sky

I'm bout to meet some radio execs to parlay
It's been a hard day and it's only 8 in the morning, I'm lonely
Surround myself with opportunity
I'm watching who rocking in my community

And if you tryn work, get that unity hit me up and I got you
Don't lift it by yourself, just call me over I spot you what I tell em
I'm not the type who try to sell em, I'm gelling
Connect organic synapses in cerebellum, how I do it

And I could tell you how I blew it
Following blue prints and shoe prints
But how I do it is the right way
I'm the coolest cube in the ice tray and if you disagree
Then it's fuck you and have a nice day

Lucky like the lotto they told me my shit was fire
Never threw me no deal but now I'm close to the supplier
And I met some artists that I gotta do some shows with
Sick of these promoters so we bout to do our own shit

Grooving
Coasting to the next show
Making connects, getting the glow
Traveling state to state
Nowhere to go, we on our way up

I was questioning going, like I'm questioning blowing
But I met those in my profession who impressed with my flowing
I distributed my contact, ready for any contract
CD in my bag, too old school for the compact
I kept it in the case
They from the Chi, say when they get in they ride
They gon' bump me on the interstate

Yeah, I said that's cool with me
But I know how y'all labels act you ain't fooling me
It's time to play devils advocate, said my shit was elaborate
But really not for radio fuck it I'm mad hazardous
Make niggas sick when I spit my shit
Rock a hazmat suit just to click my shit

My click ain't thick
Really don't bother me cuz I'm unique
I'm concrete on these streets usually I'm like two deep
Yeah, I think I best lay low
My flesh they know, I'm talking bout that FK hoe

Grooving
Coasting to the next show
Making connects, getting the glow
Traveling state to state
Nowhere to go, we on our way up



Credits
Writer(s): Kevica Towns, Michael Ekwuaju
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