Cloudz

(How you supposed to win with your head in the clouds) (I'm just tryna elevate and never touch the ground) (Keep my circle small man, who gon hold me down) How you supposed to win with your head in the clouds I'm just tryna elevate and never touch the ground I'm a keep my circle small cause man, who gon hold me down When my back against the wall, who gon pull up with me now How you supposed to win with your head in the clouds I'm just tryna elevate and never touch the ground I'm a keep my circle small cause man, who gon hold me down When my back against the wall, who gon pull up with me now Pulled up on a nigga I was thinking we was cool He put a rock up in my shit and played me like a fool I never thought he'd do, that knew that dude from grade school That nigga really snake me, and a nigga had no clue They wonder why I move by myself when I walk You know I'm from the boot hear that slang when I talk I ain't really tripping on that shit, not at all It really opened up my eyes, really wasn't a loss (My only mission is go get that bread) (Bring that shit home, and make sure my own fed) (F*ck all that beefing, the drama is dead) (It's 2am in the studio, I'm chasing that bag) (My only mission is go get that bread) (Bring that shit home, and make sure my own fed) (F*ck all that beefing, the drama is dead) (It's 2am in the studio, I'm chasing that bag) How you supposed to win with your head in the clouds I'm just tryna elevate and never touch the ground I'm a keep my circle small cause man, who gon hold me down When my back against the wall, who gon pull up with me now How you supposed to win with your head in the clouds I'm just tryna elevate and never touch the ground I'm a keep my circle small cause man, who gon hold me down When my back against the wall, who gon pull up with me now Playing with my fuse, it be flicking like a Bic I ain't tryna cuff unless that bitch is slim and thick But really I ain't out here really looking for a bitch I'm in love with the money, it's the only thing I see Yeah I got my floaties, let's swim out into the deep You been talking all night, shut that shit up take the d I said won't tell a lame, let's have fun, have a three I ain't tripping do your thing, make it rain all on me (My only mission is go get that bread) (Bring that shit home, and make sure my own fed) (F*ck all that beefing, the drama is dead) (It's 2am in the studio, I'm chasing that bag) (My only mission is go get that bread) (Bring that shit home, and make sure my own fed) (F*ck all that beefing, the drama is dead) (It's 2am in the studio, I'm chasing that bag)