Clouds

Yeah,it's hard days,they come,they go
Just make use of what you got
I hate,oh

I hate the dissonance
I feel the clouds erupt
I hate to reminisce
Oh,it feels like I'm outta luck
It ain't so

How am I the hometown hero but a tourist in my own city
Niggas ain't really push,how I push,niggas ain't really with me
Bitch,I wanted to be y'all so bad,glad I stuck to be me
I remember having four fits for the week,that shit deep

I was out posted late night,I had no sleep
I was tryna run my digits up,bitch,I was on heat
I was tryna get the money up,nigga,I was on e'
I was tryna feed the fam,bitch,we was trying to eat
Woah

I think anything you wanna do,go hard,always wanna improve
And put people first
Build relationships,love people,that's it

I hate the dissonance
I feel the clouds
I hate to reminisce
Oh, it feels like I'm outta luck
It ain't,it ain't,it ain't so