Cloud Nine (feat. Trapstar AR)

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I keep running my numbers up
Stuck in loop, bitch I spin and spend
'Til I ain't got nothing but nothing, bruh
But I cannot lose, bitch I came to win
Roll up, so the pain will end
Pour up, just to fade again
Cloud 9, bitch I’m chasin' it
I’m fine when I’m feelin' lit
I keep running my numbers up
Stuck in loop, bitch I spin and spend
'Til I ain't got nothing but nothing, bruh
But I cannot lose, bitch I came to win
Roll up, so the pain will end
Pour up, just to fade again
Cloud 9, bitch I’m chasin' it
I’m fine when I’m feelin' lit
So I’m high and it’s really bliss
Cross the line yeah I’m gettin' blitzed
I don’t mind when I’m off the shits
Touch the sky 'cause I’m floatin' bitch
All my niggas be toting bitch
'Cause my niggas be moving shit
You wanna run up? You foolish kid
Proly flunked out of school 'n shit
It be days that I feel I might just go insane, this doja numb the pain
Pop the pilly just to fall asleep and make it go away
Ice chills
How I feel
Plotting on a couple mil
Yeah my demons really scary when I’m high they not as real
I keep running my numbers up
Stuck in loop, bitch I spin and spend
'Til I ain't got nothing but nothing, bruh
But I cannot lose, bitch I came to win
Roll up, so the pain will end
Pour up, just to fade again
Cloud 9, bitch I’m chasin' it
I’m fine when I’m feelin' lit
I keep running my numbers up
Stuck in loop, bitch I spin and spend
'Til I ain't got nothing but nothing, bruh
But I cannot lose, bitch I came to win
Roll up, so the pain will end
Pour up, just to fade again
Cloud 9, bitch I’m chasin' it
I’m fine when I’m feelin' lit
I keep on fuckin' my commas up
$1300, and the pack ain't land
Juugin niggas like, for what lil' bruh
So you better hustle if you want that Benz
Glocky on me when I spin that bend
I ain't lackin', better ask a friend
Bitch, stop with the cappin'
We ain't f*ck again
Sent her home, couldn't go to bed
Paranoid, feds might kick in
Count this money, lord forgive my sins
All this guala blowin' through the wind
Opposition think I'm hittin' bins
Niggas watchin', five percent, my tint
Bring them stepper's, you gon' watch 'em sprint
Big choppa, hangin' off my hip
I just like counting money while your bitch give me head
I keep running my numbers up
Stuck in loop, bitch I spin and spend
'Til I ain't got nothing but nothing, bruh
But I cannot lose, bitch I came to win
Roll up, so the pain will end
Pour up, just to fade again
Cloud 9, bitch I’m chasin' it
I’m fine when I’m feelin' lit
I keep running my numbers up
Stuck in loop, bitch I spin and spend
'Til I ain't got nothing but nothing, bruh
But I cannot lose, bitch I came to win
Roll up, so the pain will end
Pour up, just to fade again
Cloud 9, bitch I’m chasin' it
I’m fine when I’m feelin' lit

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