Yeah

Yeah, uh

This dedicated to the on-tour saviour, crafted by the creator

Favoured by the creatives, in paper, glass or vapour

Best friends with laziness, maybe I'll do it later

But I've mastered my high, I'm focused when I am faded

It only sharpens my grind, takes me to that location

Uncovers parts of my mind, go and ask all my neighbours

A necessary part of the equation

I can pass it if you're waiting, just don't fuck up that rotation

'Cause I'm heading to a place where the music hits you deeper

The meals taste better and my girl lips sweeter

Where people come together with the twisting of the reefer

You can set yourself free with the leaf, uh

So if you see us, we run amok, if you got a tab

Then we can run it up, laugh till we see the sun coming up

Light up weed, just being funny cunts

Deal money bundled up under the bed just like a trundle bunk

We in our own lane they can come to us

All that shit you saying, man, that don't mean none to us

Talk our own slang 'cause it's fun to us

Shit, I'd only dreamed when I was younger I can see in front of us

Roll something up

Now many claim to roll a trumpet up, but we rock up with something

Looking like a fucking blunderbuss, type of blow that's straight

To your head like an uppercut, then we 'bout to send it

Round the room till it's reaching every single one of us

Now I feel the buzz seep into my bloodstream

Giving me sight to see what was unseen

My mind hazy, my stomach is so hungry

I'm straight humpty dumpty letting the skunk numb me

So we gather round tight in a circle

And we pack in the energy

Pass it off to he or she who's standing to the next of me

First time trying just a distant memory, now this is my therapy

I'm attracted by the action of the ritual

The intake got me thinking critical (Ignoring storm warnings)

Like the song say, Cheech and Chong say, take two of these

Pass to the left like Beyoncé and call me in the morning

I'm not lost, I'm just not here

It's all my own design

I'm floating through the atmosphere

What I've learned could blow ya mind

So we put it in the air, anytime, anywhere

It's how we do unwind, yeah

From up here, see it all so clear

Cloud Street got me feeling fine, got me feeling fine

Got me feeling fine

It got me feeling, yeah

It got me feeling fine

Yeah

Criminal minded, lifted out of my mind

I'm that faded that my old lady couldn't pick me out of a line up

Without my nightly spliff said my shit is out of alignment

Climbing in and out of consciousness, got these doctors advising

Street level pharmacists anonymously prescribin'

Medicine I be burning, keep Ventolin on my person at all times

'Cause I been asthmatic since like four or five, an

Only son of a nurse who would tell me her tragic findings

In order to keep me enlightened or even better frightened

Too late like all my assignments, quarters bought on consignment

My breath is short and I'm tight in the chest, I'm on auto pilot

Smooth on every terrain like we four wheel driving

Keep that shit all in mind when you hearing these verses and you're the high one

Puffin joints out the front of that joint that you bought your Thai from

Kids from that Krylon era getting our rhyme on

Dedicated to those dedicated to getting their vibe on

Gone

I'm not lost, I'm just not here

It's all my own design

I'm floating through the atmosphere

What I've learned could blow ya mind

So we put it in the air, anytime, anywhere

It's how we do unwind, yeah

From up here, see it all so clear

Cloud Street got me feeling fine, got me feeling fine

Got me feeling fine

It got me feeling, yeah

It got me feeling fine

Yeah

There's a storm coming, you can see it in the clouds

Zig-zags on me, homie, I can see it out

There's a storm coming, you can see it in the clouds

Zig-zags on me, homie, I can see it out

There's a storm coming, you can see it in the clouds

Zig-zags on me, homie, I can see it out

There's a storm coming, you can see it in the clouds

Zig-zags on me, homie, I can see it out