Cloudy Dreams

Let me just put on these head phones... You never know I don't ever show off, I let my name do it 'Cause all of these rappers is dropping the same music I guess it's my turn so I hear 'em talk shit but I don't understand like a foreign exchange student I came a long way, I used to be so average Now I spit a verse and they say that my flow's magic My swag too hard like quitting a coke habit Damn, I swear these bitches are so Paris Jumpin' out the Maybach, got it for the weekend Feelin' like a star everybody tryna reach and hit the shoe store and the sales man preaching I take 10 and he screamin' out "Amen" I'm 'bout to blow b*tch, I ain't gotta say when House across the street but I checked in a 'days Inn Thats life when your credit card's slidin' The Visa Gang mother ship landed on timing Damn homie, stop trippin', you a fan homie So tell me what it do Catch me at the top, I be chillin' with my crew And a nigga so fly, the airlines wanna sue I'ma make a million Walkin' out the building with my cup in my hand And every day the same shit But a nigga stay fresh we can meet when I land I'ma make a million Walkin' out the building with my cup in my hand And every day the same shit But a nigga stay fresh we can meet when I land