Pink Clouds

Pink cloud Blue skies Thinking bout the days When I wasn't getting paid Like I'm getting paid now Thinking bout the times Nd the late hours Thinking bout the shade and them grey hours Had to make a way Now I'm on my way out Never needed trace I can paint my own route Always got the love but never hand outs But if ya never pushed you'll never stand out But if ya never pushed you'll never stand out Remember the times Ian have shit crying bouta bitch Who can't love me right Whippin' hoopdies false plates No interior lights Livin wit my dukes thinking of superior nights Always thought of being born rich So my mornings good No mournings Then I got my mind right Knew what I deserved Took some time like fine wine Grinded now I'm heard Check the timeline Live by the words And abide by I Telling myself everything for a reason Telling myself Everything just a season Gotta believe it to receive it Keep Fightin da demons F*ck a treaty Know it's coming believe it Pink clouds blue skiess Pink clouds blue skiess Pink clouds blue skiess Pink clouds blue skiess Pink clouds blue skiess Pink clouds blue skiess Pink clouds blue skiess Pink clouds blue skiess Pink cloud Blue skies Thinking bout the days When I wasn't getting paid Like I'm getting paid now Thinking bout the times Nd the late hours Thinking bout the shade and them grey hours Had to make a way Now I'm on my way out Never needed trace I can paint my own route Always got the love but never hand outs But if ya never pushed you'll never stand out Pink cloud Blue skies