Saint Nusu and Messy Bao - Clouds

It was all a dream
That's what Biggie said
Now it turns out that nigga Biggie dead
Or we could take Prince instead
Guru Q-tip they made their bread by
Plying time on this lyrical business
Cocaine spent profits with a pot to piss in
Their words transcend time and redefine rhythm
Was gonna write some more bars but this sample was kicking it went
All you need gon kick in your brain
Till it runs you insane
We all got problems
Life ain't flawless
Thought of giving up make many niggas nauseous
Struggles should only go make man cautious
Art the only thing that truly be lawless
The message clear though even when you working nights at the Costco
Doing what you can just to keep the costs low
But the other Nusu they be drinking Voss oh
But they weren't self formed born in their soul
Their taste be swinging like a yo-yo
We keep it cool though
We down in Soho
Slurping on a fro yo like a momo
Stood on the corner smoking avocado
Cause fuck the po po
Yeah fuck the po po
Don't get it twisted
Yeah fuck the po po
Don't get it twisted
I'm an ass hole most the time
Yet self reflection helps me find some semblance of peace of mind
Go Elon don't doubt your vibe
We all got problems
Life ain't flawless
Thought of giving up make many niggas nauseous
Struggles should only go make man cautious
Art the only thing that truly be lawless
Life ain't flawless
Thought of giving up make many niggas nauseous
Struggles should only go make man cautious
Art the only thing that truly be lawless
Truly be lawless
Truly be lawless
Follow man advice might land on Forbe's list

Written by:
Zak Davies-Khan

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