Clouds (Explicit) - Logic/Langston Bristol/Curren$y
Lyrics by：Kyle Metcalfe/Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Shante Scott Franklin
Composed by：Kyle Metcalfe/Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Shante Scott Franklin
This concludes the No Pressure program
I can give a f**k the s**t you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally got this b***h I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waitin' for so long
Y Y Y Y Yeah
I can give a f**k the s**t you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waiting for so long
Take two take one
Chillin' in the cut with my son and his baby mama
I was gonna hit the road but I'm staying longer
Doing whatever the f**k I wanna do when I wanna do it
People thinking they know it but they never knew it
What it be like the spotlight
The hot takes and long nights
Yellin' at nobody and winning all of the wrong fights it's alright
I'm off like a flight took a left did it right what a sight
Knowing everything gon' be alright that K Dot 2015
It seem the art that I make over they heads like the Sistine
It really feel like ain't nobody ever listening
That's why I do it for me and the homies and nobody else
Making beats in my room by myself
Kinda funny how my last studio cost seven zeros
But I make the best s**t when I'm all alone in my room
College Park coming soon
In the dark going off to the tune and the 808 boom
I stay with the trees like a baboon
Flow kinda fast but it's chill like a pocket full of valium
Head up in the clouds but I'm coming down soon yeah
I can give a f**k the s**t you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waitin' for so long
Y Y Y Y Yeah
I can give a f**k the s**t you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waiting for so long
Lowkey tryna get trophies with my dawgs
Woof
Surely you'll see my face smilin' on the front of a billboard Soon
Truth is that I got a blueprint and I'm finna use it n***a let's get it
I'm tryna get a brand new coupe she gon' wonder where the roof at when she get in it
Wheels spinnin'
While I'm on the e way I wish life was easy
If you a hater then get the f**k up out the way
I only hang with my teammates
Pass the ball to me mane
My n***as they real they trill yeah all them stick to the code
If you start fakin' over here
I look you dead in the soul and tell you
I can give a f**k the s**t you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waitin' for so long
Y Y Y Y Yeah
I can give a f**k the s**t you on
But I'm really tryna put you on
Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone
Lowkey I've been waiting for so long
She was in and out my suite all fashion week
Studio up in here sweet I was crashin' beats
'Cause the paper don't sleep and my loved ones have knees
And my son need everything I never had times three
You's a cold motherf**ker my homies always remind me
They lift me up like that bomb w**d
And this palm never found seas
Just nugs that's buzz probably spoke of retirement
Dawg all we get out of it was a Best of
Uh greatest here's some real lies
If you can still make time for the family playin'
But still make time for blazin' s**t
Inspirational a*s motherf**ker ask my brother
Hustles like no other rose from my situ'
Rolls Royces by the gutter
Bad b***h itchin' to send her buns on the butter
Like her but I don't love her
Push her to do better but I don't shove her
Besides your b***h she's watchin' Deep Cover
Gucci rollaway bag Louis V duffel