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I be in the clouds, smoking loud I got clout I got fans, I got crowd And there ain't no doubt Parents proud, money route Got the sauce caused a drought Rules I flout First I scout then I take you out (yeah) I be in the clouds, smoking loud I got clout I got fans, I got crowd And there ain't no doubt Parents proud, money route Got the sauce caused a drought Rules I flout First I scout then I take you out (yeah) Haters be hatin' on my shit they know this shits a hit (it's a hit) Rappers be robbin' all my flows they know this shit is lit (it's lit) My team wearing all black that's uniform that's kit (that's kit) Im taking over the industry you know that's bit by bit (by bit) I'm chilling with my bro Kaz we smoking half a zip (smokin') Pouring up that dirty sprite and then I take a sip (I'm sippin') I'm paranoid so you know I loaded up that clip (grrra) Haters speak up too much you know that's too much lip (too much) Bitches be calling my phone, yeah Don't want love I just want dome All of my hittas they bad to the bone I want to rule I want my own throne Want an empire like Rome Work hard I never moan Melodies be hard like chrome And Albania yeah that be my home I be in the clouds, smoking loud I got clout I got fans, I got crowd And there ain't no doubt Parents proud, money route Got the sauce caused a drought Rules I flout First I scout then I take you out (yeah) I be in the clouds, smoking loud I got clout I got fans, I got crowd And there ain't no doubt Parents proud, money route Got the sauce caused a drought Rules I flout First I scout then I take you out (yeah) You bitches you be hating (hatin') But I'm fly so I'm skating (skatin') For this money I'm waiting (waitin') Waiting then facts I'm stating (statin') Man I told you I'm fly like a skater And your boyfriend he a top hater Girl I'm strong like a terminator And I eat that girl like an alligator I'm smoking up and you know it, ouu I'm driving that whip and I floor it, ouu My music is art yeah I sow it, ouu She sucking my dick yeah she blow it, ouu She give me that top and them brains, yeah Good with my money I'm Keynes, yeah Soon I'll be wearing them chains, yeah I know you rappers are lames, yeah Now I got bitches in my dm Jason they wanna be him Buy his shows just to see him Jason you know that they pree him Working late till the PM My dargs I wanna free em Eating good and that's not gm I be in the clouds, smoking loud I got clout I got fans, I got crowd And there ain't no doubt Parents proud, money route Got the sauce caused a drought Rules I flout First I scout then I take you out (yeah) I be in the clouds, smoking loud I got clout I got fans, I got crowd And there ain't no doubt Parents proud, money route Got the sauce caused a drought Rules I flout First I scout then I take you out (yeah)
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