In the Clouds Lyrics

I'm in the clouds

I'm seeing Jesus

I'm smoking loud

He rest in pieces

I got the crown

You niggas heathens

And I still won the round

You thought that you could beat me

Now I'm loving my fans and my haters

Beaming niggas like damn giving tapers

Make money not friends Really favored

Smoking dope like damn love the nature

You don't ever see me hang with the fakers

While the hoes in love don't wanna date her

I just have fun cus I'm a player

Ion really like to take but still a take her

I Just wanna go stack all this dough

You niggas be tripping

The niggas is dying

Seen all that faking at the door

You niggas is bitches

That nigga be lying

Just trynna make money from some shows

I count up my money

While niggas divide

I'm Making my paper then it's go

That nigga embodied

I told em to hide

See I'm forever in go

I'm just stuck in that mode

I'm addicted to counting the rolls

I'm making my money with bros

Feel it in my soul

I'm loving my time till I'm gone

See all of you niggas is clones

Just leave me alone

I say that too much in my songs

I'm aiming it straight at the dome

This off of the dome

Make money don't gotta be known

Winning just all in my roots

Ya life is a loop

I see a goofy nigga imma shoot

My money it's coming for two

My pockets got two

And a end a goofy nigga life too

I'm really just loving the blues

It's keeping me cool

My money making me a nice dude

And Now I'm just stuck in my groove

That nigga a fool

Got money and I got a nice crew

And now ever since I got paid

Deleted my ways

I only hear what I gotta say

My money is lasting for days

I'm running the plays

I'm coaching but up in the game

I don't ever hang with lames

I'm changing lanes

The life that you living a shame

I see that you Changing yo ways

You copy my game

You wish you had all of my plays

I'm in the clouds

I'm seeing Jesus

I'm smoking loud

He rest in pieces

I got the crown

You niggas heathens

And I still won the round

You thought that you could beat me

I'm in the clouds

I'm seeing Jesus

I'm smoking loud

He rest in pieces

I got the crown

You niggas heathens

And I still won the round

You thought that you could beat me