Lyrics:
Chase these clouds
Chase these clouds
Chase these clouds
While I'm soaring from the ground
While I elevate emotions and I don't even know how
While
Ice skating on these
Ice skating on these
Ice skating on these
I got these niggas froze
Ice skating on these
Ice skating on these
Ice skating
attention
What was that you said
how'd you raise the dead
I need a bit of reviving
Light a fire light a fire
Inside these bones
won't you light a fire
It's
diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, the thang, thang)
All these fancy things (all, all, the thang, thang)
I tell you that all my weight in
Shun On Da Beat
Ay
I don't cuff these bitches, I fuck all these hoes
Pass her to my dog, we toss all these hoes
I just keep shit player, yeah
900 Hammond Street the road
Tell her I'm in 204
Fuck her on the balcony and smoke
Fuck her on the balcony, I smoke
Yeah, I don't trust these hoes,
These days, you gotta be strapped
I'm already knowin' ain't nobody got my back
These days, you gotta be down
Who said it was easy claimin' Dogg
He think he ballin' cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball
You think you're ballin'
for that
My nigga, please, you ain't signin' no checks like these
My nigga, please, you ain't pushin' no wheels like these
My nigga, please, you
Burning off and on
Uh huh huh
It's times like these you learn to live again
It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you
Sorry Jaynari
Dave-O, mix me a slap
I got all these bands on me, bands on me
Shawty please don't put your hands on me, hands on me
I got all
These days these days I I I I
These days these days i'm not
Thinking bout you when i'm high
Not thinking bout you when i'm drunk I wouldn't
Think
I don't keep tabs on these bitches
I'm supposed to tap on these bitches
Won't give no crowns to these bitches
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot
(You think you're a bad ass nigga)
Ya understand what I'm saying?
Well you better
I was born in these streets
Raised in these streets
Walked in
(You think you're a bad ass nigga)
Ya understand what I'm saying?
Well you better
I was born in these streets
Raised in these streets
Walked
(You think you're a bad ass nigga)
Ya understand what I'm saying?
Well you better
I was born in these streets
Raised in these streets
Walked in
(Love)
Dyin' over diamonds (Oh)
Counterfeit designin'
I'm not feelin' these counterfeit hoes
(Fuckin' with these counterfeit bitches)
(I'm not fuckin' with
like, "Remember me?"
I gotta make it, these people depend on me
Ay, that's how I'm living these days
Threaten my wife, keep digging that grave
I had
Burning off and on
Uh huh huh
It's times like these you learn to live again
It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you
These eyes cry every night for you.
These arms long to hold you again.
The hurtin's on me yeah,
But I will never be free no my baby, no no.
You
Then we can walk it out, walk it out
Real bitches know what I'm talk' about
And I will never leave you, in times like these
Is when you need the most
Then we can walk it out, walk it out
Real bitches know what I'm talk' about
And I will never leave you, in times like these
Is when you need the most
I never cared 'bout no image
All these rappers they gimmicks
All these bitches some bitches
And all these niggas they snitches
I never cared 'bout no
These lo-fi blues
These lo-fi blues
I'm going nowhere
Oh, so soon
These lo-fi blues
I don't wanna hear it
Can't stand myself
I don't want nobody near
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