Clouds

Check on the link up
See how these hoes feel
They wanna slide cause last time Was so real
Picking yo mind
It's just vibes and no feels
Having a time
We sip wine and just chill
Thanking the heavens
I'm good
I never thought of slowing down
While she hoping i would
I'm like it's part of the game
But I'm misunderstood
But look i ain't stressing bout it
They know that I'm good
(You know)
They was tryna kick it play it close o us
Niggas got to jipping now they hopes is up
They keep tryna get it they ain't close enough
She work the early shift she gotta sober up
My neck is frozen yup
My clique is cold as fuck
I'm never crapping out
They must think oh it's luck
I live by the golden rules
My life is Kobe clutch

This shit could get real
Just vibe, Relax your mind
Now let's get high, Cloud nine
This shit could get real, Just give
Relax your mind, Now let's get high
Cloud nine

It's like quarter three
Quarter of weed
You play yo role
And move according to me
Pardon my leave
But it's got shifts to make
Passion persuaded
I'm too jaded
I just shift the weight
Oh yea tell me we good
Just ride with a nigga
Hopefully i can get you through it
Money coming fluent
Used to be student
But now I'm giving out
And i just don't wan over do it
Yea but tell me what's the move
Is we linking
You know i stay thinking
Of Jackson and Franklin
I learned to float so ain't no sinking
I'm going two hundred without blinking

I don't want to blow my high
Leave me stuck on cloud nine
I don't wanna blow my high
Leave me stuck on cloud nine

This shit could get real
Just vibe, Relax your mind
Now let's get high, Cloud nine
This shit could get real, Just give
Relax your mind, Now let's get high
Cloud nine



Credits
Writer(s): Duvon Brown
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