From The Clouds Lyrics

Yeah

Five twenty two

Ayeeee' yeah

Talking like you tough

You gone make the news

Two fingers up

I say fuck the rules

That's just my advice but

You do what you chu' do

I just be myself

You you play it cool

Ya know quota vibe sitting in the spot seeing every move

I peep every lie I see all the eyes watching what they do

They think that ima fool

They must think I don't have a clue

Call up cuzzy' two

Yeah he keep a tool

You know what he do

So watch how you talking

Or you might end up in a coffin

From a place where it's dangerous

They might let it go in the morning

When a nigga go shopping

The store shut it down when I walk in

And the building was vacant

What I did I turned that to my office

I always knew I was gone be a winner

Now you can tell that I'm not a beginner

I'm never capping I'm not a pretender

These niggas be capping they always pretending

Walk in the dealership this not a rental

Big body cully with Louie v in it

You sit in backwards that's how you get in it

How do you sleep at night Louie v linen

Already said I'm swerving potholes

And I'm ducking from five o

I never changed

I'm still in Costco

But I walk with a model

I stay out the way

But duck ya taco

Ion play bout mine no

So go bout ya day

Don't want no prob no

You get turned in pot roast

Yeah aye

Mhm

Ayeeee' yeah