Head in the Clouds
Big Q
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Still got my head in the clouds And I ain't coming down Got my head in the clouds And I ain't coming down Got my head in the clouds And I ain't coming down Got my head in the clouds Head's looking cloudy Got my head in the clouds Clouds in my head Got my head in the clouds Clouds in my head Got my head in the clouds Clouds in my head Got my head in the clouds Walking on a cloud Hey How could you let this opportunity pass you by, pass you by, oh It's like you don't even care, don't even care, no I ain't gon' let this opportunity pass me by, pass me by, no Cuz what am I gonna do when I die And it's all over Yeah Hey When it's all over When it's all over When it's all over Oh yeah Still got my head in the clouds And I ain't coming down Got my head in the clouds And I ain't coming down Got my head in the clouds And I ain't coming down Got my head in the clouds Head's looking cloudy Got my head in the clouds Clouds in my head Got my head in the clouds Clouds in my head Got my head in the clouds Clouds in my head Got my head in the clouds Walking on a cloud Hey Walking on a cloud yeah, I'm still daydreaming Plotting plotting on my next move, still scheming Steaming Blazing And it feels so amazing So many get the opportunity, but them nah take it Them only see the fear, standing there shaking Always second guess like what if I don't make it Well, I guess you'll never know, but tell me what you gonna do when it's over Oh yeah When it's over Oh yeah Well 'nuff of them will have the opportunity, but nah take it Them only see the fear, standing there shaking Always second guess like what if I don't make it Well, I guess you'll never know, but tell me what you gonna do when it's over Oh yeah Will you have any regrets when it's over Oh yeah Yeah Yeah I don't give a f*ck bout what a hater gotta say I don't give two fucks what a hater gotta say At all I don't give two fucks, three fucks, four fucks bout what a hater gotta say At all You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA, bitch You ain't never been to SA, hoe You ain't never been to SA, trick You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA, bitch You ain't never been to SA, hoe You ain't never been to SA, trick You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA Always talking bout the lean Always talking bout the grills Always talking bout the green Always talking bout the pills, but You ain't got none You ain't got none You ain't got none You ain't got none Always talking bout the lean Always talking bout the grills Always talking bout the green Always talking bout the pills, but You ain't got none You ain't got none You ain't got none You ain't got none Uh Straight up out of that Texas And my Tone is kinda like George Strait, so I probably fucked all your exes She bopping and serving I'm puffing and swerving And turning the wheel on her Lexus We rolling and smoking I'm stroking and poking 'Til morning when she cooking me breakfast (Mmm) Yo girl got a pearl necklace She don't get affection Only an erection All up in her section Make it start stretching Bust it in her face, now she got a new complexion (Whoo) I swear that I'm a mess when a playa get to wrecking Matter fact I'm mental With an instrumental A paper and a pencil A little bit of bud Go ahead and roll it up Lemme get a little puff Just to get a little buzz I'm little fucked up, yeah a little bit high, yeah I'm not gonna lie This is that feeling that I like This is how I like writing my songs You been jocking my style for way too long I could already see what's goin's on So lemme get another hit up out of that bong And let these haters carry on, mayne Cuz on the real I don't give a f*ck bout what a hater gotta say For real I don't give two fucks what a hater gotta say At all I don't give two fucks, three fucks, four fucks bout what a hater gotta say At all You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA, bitch You ain't never been to SA, hoe You ain't never been to SA, trick You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA, bitch You ain't never been to SA, hoe You ain't never been to SA, trick You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA Always talking bout the lean Always talking bout the grills Always talking bout the green Always talking bout the pills, but You ain't got none You ain't got none You ain't got none You ain't got none Always talking bout the lean Always talking bout the grills Always talking bout the green Always talking bout the pills, but You ain't got none You ain't got none You ain't got none You ain't got none Aw hell naw Hold up, wait one minute You know Stacked Entertain finna come with it Hamedi with the fro Already got the flow If you really want some, better come get it I'm a pirate dogg, I sip gin Smoking that fire, hitting this pen Haters talking down on that two ten Homie, that's my town and you ain't never been That don't make no sense to me sir People be popping pills and stay sipping syrup Speaking real slow with a slur But when we in the game, we straight wreck correct I turn to Danny Green and them Spurs You can tell me and you are like chess and checkers So cheat, dogg I don't Kerr Still be balling on you like, brrr It's no fucks given at all My stacks ten feet tall You broke as duck talking bout you ball I think you missed the chance when it called It was either that or you stalled In the meanwhile I'm getting paid And burning bush from the Bay Still got cash coming my way So on the cool at the end of the day I don't give a f*ck bout what a hater gotta say On the real I don't give two fucks what a hater gotta say At all I don't give two fucks, three fucks, four fucks bout what a hater gotta say At all You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA, bitch You ain't never been to SA, hoe You ain't never been to SA, trick You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA, bitch You ain't never been to SA, hoe You ain't never been to SA, trick You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA Keep talking like you got it I'ma go up in your pocket If I pull it then I pop it Give a f*ck who out there watching Out of towners get taxed for the profit All about that doe Give a f*ck who knocking Bitch quit talking Goons be walking In my block, hotter than an oven Talking down, my Blood get to rushing Ready for whatever in the Tone, I'm trusting Flamed up like the devil Got your bitch straight fuckin' the crew What can you do I'm showing my ass Goin' baboon Shout to Q, what up to Fool Trips get it jumping like a kangaroo Make your move, I bet you make the news Leave you DOA, should've never choose To move out here to where them killers stay SAT, no testing me Man, f*ck Miami but you feel the heat Leave you six feet deep No talking peace Gotta watch your back, snitches never sleep Oh, that's your bitch in my sheets I give her back, she got bad feet Multitask, I break freaks Take her money, then repeat Super Barrio Brothers, three deep Burning blunts, no 3rd Degree It's M.O.B. 'til I R.I.P. Already I'm on my G Come to my city, better pay the fee Don't f*ck with me I'm bipolar Bite my style, I break molars G.S. all day, young God's Soldier Money, hoes and drugs Yeah, in that order Mold your bitch, I transform ya Told y'all lames I got bullets for ya We rocking gold, y'all rocking foil Steaming pot, let my brain boil I do my dirt and leave you under soil Y'all Robitussin, I'm purple oil Rep SA, Alamo City Bexar County where the nitty get gritty No really, no really, we show no pity To out of towners fronting acting silly Bitch You ain't never been to SA Hoe You ain't never been to SA Can't talk the things that I say I coach the game, I don't play Y'all soft like butter, Parkay Worried bout another man, y'all gay No House Party, I don't Kid or Play Bitch You ain't never been to SA, hoe You ain't never been to SA, trick You ain't never been to SA, no You ain't never been to SA, bitch You ain't never been to SA, hoe You ain't never been to
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Written by: Hamed Adames, Joshua Martinez, Quivan Adames
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