Cyclone

Cyclone
Spinning right I flip the mic on
Drowning out my problems, movin' right on
I don't need no help just cut the lights off
Take the night off

I think it's made for me, the way I fit
I've been feeling like a wave runner, just check the fit
How you feeling 'bout these waves oh yeah, I let 'em hit
You be tripping 'bout the wrong shit, but still I fix
Wish somebody told me there was a catch with this
Moving solo dolo would've had this shit
Causing too much problems so I pass the bitch
If I take her out in public then she'll have my kids
Yeah you need hope, you be tripping 'bout my hoes (Bout 'em hoes)
Even though they old, I guess that's how it goes
Up tier, ain't on the same boat
I don't like to take shit slow
Asking shit I do not know
Yeah, I been on my own

Cyclone
Spinning right I flip the mic on
Drowning out my problems, movin' right on
I don't need no help just cut the lights off
Take the night off

Ain't no life plans, yeah
I'm just jumping off the deep end, yeah
Getting loose up on the weekends, yeah
Don't wake me up 'cause I'm still dreaming, yeah
I still like the time that we spent, yeah
Don't be asking me how I've been, yeah
I've been on my own I'm on an island, yeah
Cruising through the clouds I'm with the high winds (I'm with the high winds)
Wanna roll me with me you watch how I spin it
Still gon' dive in it, yeah
I been five in it
I go live in it, yeah
Oh no, I admit it
I go wild with it
See how I slide with it
I'm gon' die with it



Credits
Writer(s): Mathew Jack
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