Past The Clouds Lyrics

Got up on a hundred now I'm bleeding

Missing when I rage, won't drop the seething

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Cause I ain't text back, got another phone don't ever check that

When they peeped the fit, I kept it up like I arrest that

Why my bag not tracked? and I had ask the IRS that

Classy gotta be the girls, you know, that I text back

Looked at the moon today, kicked it who today watch how you move on me

Check the wrist, check the fit, ftp my bitch, got like six

Bitch I'm coughing off this pack, my momma thought that I was sick

Cuz i was sicker than clique when I was tripping off the shits and I already let a fit

You ever watch trust turn to dust?

I can see what's real so sometimes it seems I'm stuck

Seeing 20's look like hundos, had my visions turning up

Seeing your girl turn to my thot had my pain turn into lust like what

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Got up on a hundred now i'm bleeding

Missing when I rage, wont drop the seething

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Wondered what she looking at, a real lonestar

Cause I ain't text back, got another phone don't ever check that

When they peeped the fit, I kept it up like I arrest that

Why my bag not tracked? and I had ask the IRS that

Classy gotta be the girls, you know, that I text back

Looked at the moon today, kicked it who today watch how you move on me