Cloud 9

[Verse 1: GLC] Man what a life merlot over the ice Feeling kinda gifted here shawty was right Blow a little kush then call it a night My ism is a plus sound mac in device Never set aside nothing will suffice Until she went to church my vision will entice Her to get naked, may only take a second Church on the move my ism is effective Solidified limit is on the rise Bring your girl around and then let her decide Pro with game equipped with a poet aim Burn out these lames' game like yoga flame Once she hear that weak ass shit she gonna complain Man I give her hope like the pope do High hopes I let her roll and smoke too When she went to church she see dreams come true At the Ritz grab your crew and come through Coming to fruition, pay lawyer fees never pay tuition As We proceed to get cheese and flicking Haters aggravated, mad a player made it Mr GLC my paper done levitated All throughout the 'Go, I had to let em know Riding in the fast line, just came from driving slow [Hook:Josephine] I'm so high, I'm so high I hope I'll never come down So if I fall, if I fall I hope I land on the cloud I'm so high, so high I'm standing on higher ground So if I fall, if I fall I hope I land on the cloud [Verse 2:Phil Ade] So much for you niggas that didn't believe I Swear my next vaca' is a trip to Belize Who you niggas out plotting on, shit puh'lease I had my niggas get at em like living with Eve I be in K street Sunday, Eden on Monday Benz ain't mine but picture me in a Hyundai Mmm nah, that ain't fit in the frame They ain't as fly as Phil, wire sale fit with the frames Get paid to party now shit is insane All I can think about is money swear that shit is engrained Can blame with what I came from, pain from a pay stub With a couple of digits like they must have been kidding Had enough school it was interrupting my mission My mom like look at all that stuff I missing And in my head I'm saying look at all the stuff I'm getting Got a whole wardrobe from being tough with the spitting In the club with the dub sack stuck in my pants And something top shelf in the cup that I'm sipping Haters what are you tripping for? tweeting subliminal I'm on and I ain't coming off your screen like its pick-n-roll When it's over I give-n-go Even though the flow is three below Got these hoes giving up cerebral I'mma keep it go for now I'm hustling The game I'm just in now I gotta get that Bieber dough Sunny I swear that most rappers is losers We indie balling you niggas should call us Hoosiers Hold on to your soul you can lose yours Hold on to your hoes I could use yours I'm here to move and soar to new heights To prove you niggas wrong and all my dudes right To show you my endeavors for the better So even when I fall you'll remember me forever [Hook] Pulled up in the S class, blowing the best grass Walk straight in we don't need a guest pass No time for your feelings girl just ass And if your man want a problem he can just ask Grab a glass pour the red berry Tonight let's get throwed, hail mary So let the j go round and round and watch it all come crashing down