Clouded
Only in love with da digits
Herd you in love with these streets
Show no love when I'm eating
Oh yea
Pull up only touch no key
Hating cuz I'm up low key
Comp no I don't see
Yea Yea
Versace shades with the shoes
They mad
They see me up
Im in my bag
Drip all in my swag
They hating on me and they mad
Im up now and they mad
She want the love and affection
I want the sex and the sweating
Brain covid testing
I took losses for lessons
They want the clout and attention
Ig a obsession
Got talent and no direction
Flying so high like a jetson
All in her neck like a choker
Did it for me and the culture
Now you all on the posters
Eat the box like vulture
Ball like I been in the bubble
Fall I been thru the struggle
No calls like I been in a tunnel
Cocky still so humble
Getting love when you winning
They popping out like extensions
So much drip that we swimming
Even on flex we flexing
And I'm still a freshman
Thank god it's a blessing
Everyday I learn my lesson
Only in love with da digits
Herd you in love with these streets
Show no love when I'm eating
Oh yea
Pull up only touch no key
Hating cuz I'm up low key
Comp no I don't see
Yea Yea
Versace shades with the shoes
They mad
They see me up
Im in my bag
Drip all in my swag
They hating on me and they mad
Im up now and they mad
Started playing chess instead of always posting
I was meant to ball I never needed coaching
Fingers in some holes you think I'm bowling
Beat a nigga up when I find him trolling
Champagne on the table put them plans in motion
Mic around mouth you would think she hosting
Versace shades on you don't see the tears
Gucci shoes wish damper Dan designed a pair
Yea yea she wanna fuck now
Yea yea getting bent like some uptown's
Yea yea nowadays it's touchdowns
Yea yea all in her mouth like bust downs
Uh me wearing a dad hat
Closet thing getting dad back
They doing drugs like lab rats
Most of you niggas is mad cap
Only in love with da digits
Herd you in love with these streets
Show no love when I'm eating
Oh yea
Pull up only touch no key
Hating cuz I'm up low key
Comp no I don't see
Yea Yea
Versace shades with the shoes
They mad
They see me up
Im in my bag
Drip all in my swag
They hating on me and they mad
Im up now and they mad
Herd you in love with these streets
Show no love when I'm eating
Oh yea
Pull up only touch no key
Hating cuz I'm up low key
Comp no I don't see
Yea Yea
Versace shades with the shoes
They mad
They see me up
Im in my bag
Drip all in my swag
They hating on me and they mad
Im up now and they mad
She want the love and affection
I want the sex and the sweating
Brain covid testing
I took losses for lessons
They want the clout and attention
Ig a obsession
Got talent and no direction
Flying so high like a jetson
All in her neck like a choker
Did it for me and the culture
Now you all on the posters
Eat the box like vulture
Ball like I been in the bubble
Fall I been thru the struggle
No calls like I been in a tunnel
Cocky still so humble
Getting love when you winning
They popping out like extensions
So much drip that we swimming
Even on flex we flexing
And I'm still a freshman
Thank god it's a blessing
Everyday I learn my lesson
Only in love with da digits
Herd you in love with these streets
Show no love when I'm eating
Oh yea
Pull up only touch no key
Hating cuz I'm up low key
Comp no I don't see
Yea Yea
Versace shades with the shoes
They mad
They see me up
Im in my bag
Drip all in my swag
They hating on me and they mad
Im up now and they mad
Started playing chess instead of always posting
I was meant to ball I never needed coaching
Fingers in some holes you think I'm bowling
Beat a nigga up when I find him trolling
Champagne on the table put them plans in motion
Mic around mouth you would think she hosting
Versace shades on you don't see the tears
Gucci shoes wish damper Dan designed a pair
Yea yea she wanna fuck now
Yea yea getting bent like some uptown's
Yea yea nowadays it's touchdowns
Yea yea all in her mouth like bust downs
Uh me wearing a dad hat
Closet thing getting dad back
They doing drugs like lab rats
Most of you niggas is mad cap
Only in love with da digits
Herd you in love with these streets
Show no love when I'm eating
Oh yea
Pull up only touch no key
Hating cuz I'm up low key
Comp no I don't see
Yea Yea
Versace shades with the shoes
They mad
They see me up
Im in my bag
Drip all in my swag
They hating on me and they mad
Im up now and they mad
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Writer(s): Equan Keith
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