Clouds (Clean) - Logic&Langston Bristol&Curren$y Lyrics by:Kyle Metcalfe&Sir Robert Bryson Hall II&Arjun Ivatury&Shante Scott Franklin Composed by:Kyle Metcalfe&Sir Robert Bryson Hall II&Arjun Ivatury&Shante Scott Franklin This concludes the No Pressure program I can give a f**k the s**t you on But I'm really tryna put you on Finally got this b***h I'm finally gone Lowkey I've been waitin' for so long Y Y Y Y Yeah I can give a f**k the s**t you on But I'm really tryna put you on Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone Lowkey I've been waiting for so long Take two take one Chillin' in the cut with my son and his baby mama I was gonna hit the road but I'm staying longer Doing whatever the f**k I wanna do when I wanna do it People thinking they know it but they never knew it What it be like the spotlight The hot takes and long nights Yellin' at nobody and winning all of the wrong fights it's alright I'm off like a flight took a left did it right what a sight Knowing everything gon' be alright that K Dot 2015 It seem the art that I make over they heads like the Sistine It really feel like ain't nobody ever listening That's why I do it for me and the homies and nobody else Making beats in my room by myself Kinda funny how my last studio cost seven zeros But I make the best s**t when I'm all alone in my room College Park coming soon In the dark going off to the tune and the 808 boom I stay with the trees like a baboon Flow kinda fast but it's chill like a pocket full of valium Head up in the clouds but I'm coming down soon yeah I can give a f**k the s**t you on But I'm really tryna put you on Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone Lowkey I've been waitin' for so long Y Y Y Y Yeah I can give a f**k the s**t you on But I'm really tryna put you on Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone Lowkey I've been waiting for so long Lowkey tryna get trophies with my dawgs Woof Surely you'll see my face smilin' on the front of a billboard Soon Truth is that I got a blueprint and I'm finna use it n***a let's get it I'm tryna get a brand new coupe she gon' wonder where the roof at when she get in it Wheels spinnin' While I'm on the e way I wish life was easy If you a hater then get the f**k up out the way I only hang with my teammates Pass the ball to me mane My n***as they real they trill yeah all them stick to the code If you start fakin' over here I look you dead in the soul and tell you I can give a f**k the s**t you on But I'm really tryna put you on Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone Lowkey I've been waitin' for so long Y Y Y Y Yeah I can give a f**k the s**t you on But I'm really tryna put you on Finally out this b***h I'm finally gone Lowkey I've been waiting for so long She was in and out my suite all fashion week Studio up in here sweet I was crashin' beats 'Cause the paper don't sleep and my loved ones have knees And my son need everything I never had times three You's a cold motherf**ker my homies always remind me They lift me up like that bomb w**d And this palm never found seas Just nugs that's buzz probably spoke of retirement Dawg all we get out of it was a Best of Uh greatest here's some real lies If you can still make time for the family playin' But still make time for blazin' s**t Inspirational a*s motherf**ker ask my brother Hustles like no other rose from my situ' Rolls Royces by the gutter Bad b***h itchin' to send her buns on the butter Like her but I don't love her Push her to do better but I don't shove her Besides your b***h she's watchin' Deep Cover Gucci rollaway bag Louis V duffel 编辑于2022/06/20更新