Clouds

[Produced by Von Vuai] [Hook] My head up in the clouds like Tryna make my momma proud like I stuck with the same old Like niggas in kangols My head up in the clouds like Tryna make my momma proud like Do it for the limelight Fuck do I sound like [Verse 1] Had a vision of my nigga in a prison They had caught him on a mission And now they finna take what he was GIVEN All they found was bullets Tryna tie em' to a body and they said he did it But I know he didn't, so I try to do it different Yeah I try and do it different, yeah we gotta stop killing Put the guns down nigga quit tripping My city ain't winning Chicago ain't living One to the dome like Lennon Two strays hit the home that you live in Target don't make it no different Niggas can't aim hitting women and children And we lost like fingers in a mitten Can we do somethin different Can we try to make it different Niggas gotta stop killing Wanna make us villains Wanna make us villains Then they hit him with the sentence [Hook] [Verse 2] Lets take a ride, leave the bullshit in the back seat From the home of the bulls where the wolves dress up like sheep Dont tweak, catch heat, think its sweet They'll leave you in the middle of the street, no sermon lil nigga preach Playin saved by the bell hearin niggas screech One on one with a bullet that'll play for keeps White man got MILS im just tryna EAT, my bitch say i'm too DEEP So i guess she want a nigga from the street A nigga that'll knock her off her feet when she speak A nigga that'll fuck her up n' leave, that was never me That was never me, so I chucked the deuce n' told her ass peace Had to tell her ass peace Had to find my peace Tryna find my piece Had to tell her ass peace Tryna find my peace Lookin for my piece