(Motherfuckers always want a favor)

(Always wanna go out somewhere)

(Wanna do some shit)

(Every time they hit me with the bullshit, it be like…)

"Where the fuck you been?!"

Bitch, I been at home.

Minding my business

Filling up my King Palm

Smoking on Za, saving up my bankroll

But my mind too fucking crowded

So I stay fucking clouded

Nothing been the same since the 30th of May

Daddy told me keep it pushing

Imma make a way

Strife and bullshit try to pile up every day

But God knows in my soul that imma follow what He say

Regardless, I'm an artist

I'm sensitive but flawless

I ain't explaining shit to motherfuckers who ain't saw it

I understand myself so that's all that really matters

God stay walking with me

So abundance getting fatter

Put the devil on a platter

Just because I'm with it

Keep my focus tight like some jeans that stay fitted

If you ever slighted me

Just know that it is deaded

Cuz I got big shoes to fill

My daddy got me steppin

Steppin to the beat

Gotta walk with my soul

Cuz if I don't, I'm sinking in a hole

Full of the depression and pain

That keeps my lessons the same

And I refuse cuz shit

Motherfucker, I'm too grown

I'm just tryna keep the Cloud name known

That's why I push myself to keep this show going

But I don't need no drama at my door

I'm getting money

So gone head and miss me with that

"Where the fuck you been?!"

Bitch, I been at home.

Minding my business

Filling up my King Palm

Smoking on Za, saving up my bankroll

Cuz my mind too fucking crowded

So I stay fucking clouded

"Where the fuck you been?!"

In the depths of my soul

Tryna find strength trapped in the unknown

Smoking on Za to keep the stress jar closed

But don't worry, I am grounded

My reality ain't clouded