ERNESTO BIRMINGHAM - cloud watching

(Like are you stupid?)
Cloud watching, our hours, ours only ours
And they want us here there, we sneaking out
For the cloud watching, our hours, always come around
They wanted us out, so we hitting the ground
Cloud watching, our hours, ours only ours
And they want us here there, we sneaking out
For the cloud watching, our hours, always come around
They wanted us out, so we hitting the ground

Aw that new bag is for sure
Drop it all on who knows
4 checks for my niggas in Mass
In the bat cave I was getting it back
And when I'm back in Philly I'm hitting the bros
Where the hell you thought I lifted this flow?
Darius hit me with shit I ain't seen before
Took it I need it more
All cool we all going to the same place
Where the Ben Frank had the same face
And a sold show, with a plain Jane
Said she love my shit, said my fake name
So I kept it on low when I'm walking them out
I know Syd know what I'm talking about
A long lil while, never denied
The ones who can't rap I said shout out to Bryce and Joseph

Cloud watching, our hours, ours only ours
And they want us here there, we sneaking out
For the cloud watching, our hours, always come around
They wanted us out, so we hitting the ground
Cloud watching, our hours, ours only ours
And they want us here there, we sneaking out
For the cloud watching, our hours, always come around
They wanted us out, so we hitting the ground

Baddie with a dolo
Sharp and oh the way
She gone Elizeth Cardoso
She gimme an-
(outra vez)
Obrigado
Old Giannos
Still step to Tiana
Tryna hop me like a Molly, done with Molly, Foogiano
(UGH)
Please, 'fore it fucking freeze
Huddle for the heat, covered in fye
Oi, love a sinner wild, you could fuck an E
I could eat off a jawn, depending on what we on
Depends if she right by me, and I don't gotta write a song

Hella heatwaves all my niggas stayed cooling
Ice on my neck, we ain't never met a jeweler
Dreaming 'bout the snow, like a nigga tryna move it
Now we dropping new shit, like we knew what we was doing
Hella blackouts all my niggas act out
Looking for some new bullshit to yap bout
Dumb bad mouth, had me spitting pretty stupid
A Philly 16, better look at what I'm doing

Cloud watching, our hours, ours only ours
And they want us here there, we sneaking out
For the cloud watching, our hours, always come around
They wanted us out, so we hitting the ground
Cloud watching, our hours, ours only ours
And they want us here there, we sneaking out
For the cloud watching, our hours, always come around
They wanted us out, so we hitting the ground

Written by:
Freeman Rabb

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