BORN CLEAN - Clouds

Clouds
People always gon want you to fail
Some gon want you to ball
In the end it's up to you
(That's word talk)
It's a muthafuckin shame Born Clean nigga life a dirty game but I play to win
These Failures in the game tryna guide me they talk is like walking my dog cause I ain't picking up Shit
Could withstand more rain then a Florida home flow Colossus X Man I shine harder then chrome
Pimping my mind to conceal my actions Swag on point keep hoes attracted
Center of Magic old Howard Flow
Blocking haters shots and dunking on foes
Going for broke cause anything goes
Can't dance so I'm stepping on lyricist toes
Get on my knees and pray to the Lord keep me away from these Guns and Swords
And open some doors I'll strive for more take off on these niggas and land on the Forbes
Haters Gon hate and yes it's absorbed arrogance is obtained in my Mental Rapport
My Residential Evil failure the nemesis Been around this game since Sega Genesis
Keep Street Cred but I need a Black Card tired of percolating niggas perpetrating they hard
Jack of all trades so I'm playing my Cards push Faith in a cannon and shoot for the Stars
Land on Mars but I'm no martian
Trips out of space from these blunts I'm sparking
Take yo girl that's Female Larsen guilty of the charge I don't need no pardons
You Gon do what I beg your pardon do you have a clue of the shit that you starting
Fuckin wit me I'll lay you out in this garden aim for your bitch nigga that's your target
Heart pumping I'm mad that made me heartless now I got him shook like that nigga got Parkinson's
I'm real talk and that buster just barking set mic on fire a Studio Arson
Dictionary Pimp and my hoes are these words Think you could compete your conscious absurd
Im giving some niggas what they deserve a trip straight back to the muthafuckin curb
Nigga Tote your Gats and hustle your packs I'm full of ambition to dominate rap
Crabs in the Barrel tryna hold me back but these haters out here convinced me to snap
I am the Hare that woke up form the nap you turtles fucked up cause we got another lap
Rice from scrimmage my route has no blemish Weezy and Big proved The Sky Is The Limit
Uhn
I Roll 1 Up
Then I Gooo
I Go I Go
Up in the Clouds
Chicks I fuck with they not from here
They from They From
Up In the Clouds
With these Jays on my feet kinda make life sweet I gotta be fly like a camera I flash
Akoo fit like I'm hunting for cash could bury more rappers then a Avalanche
Lame ass nigga I don't need your acclaim to be the hottest M.C. Just one of my aims
I won't rest till I'm up with the best anything less Gon cause me stress
Getting money was a test most niggas getting F's I was getting that too but start thinking for my self
Now a nigga getting C's keep a couple Gs even though my girl a dime neva let her get the keys
I'm gon keep going nigga I ain't Gon freeze
Plus I'm gonna blow on the finest trees had to let that Bitch go she a muthafuckin tease
Won't give up the ass won't get on her knees
My eyes so low from blowing that Dro Ball everyday like a pick up game yo
Finna hit this club where the hoes hit the floor coke bottle shape skin straight drop blow
Popping big bottles so I know she gon go Born in this Bitch case you niggas didn't know
My plug just called headed back to the store these pillows Gon bounce do a flip flop No
Hands I ain't gotta do shit bitch ass nigga get off my dick
Got Remy in the cup bout to get fucked up Beat down the pussy and get sucked up
Wolf in the game how I'm chasing those bucks Kryptonite Kush left Superman stuck
Hitting more goals then a hockey puck can't hold me down nigga try yo luck
(Neva)

Written by:
Gregory Williams

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