CHASING THE CLOUDS Lyrics

(You got me all in my feelings)

(Baby baby, you got me all in my feelings)

(Baby baby, what am I supposed to do?)

(If they bust in here, I'm gonna' shoot)

(Knowing you're the only one I'm needing)

This pack that I just rolled up, got me walking on water

Feeling like this shit never gonna' end, it be non-stop

Chasing the clouds, it got me off track

If you bow down, I might just want you back

Tell me I'm wrong, about you

After all that we done been through

Steady making mistakes, I only got myself for the blame

Quiet down, ohh

Ain't thinking about myself, baby I'm just thinking about you

And all these dubs I got sitting off in my pocket

I feel I'm ugly, so Ion' wanna' be standing in this mirror too long, plus all these drugs got My body rocking

Cuz' got this plama in the air, it be smoking

And I just act like I don't care, be hoping you notice

Where the drink at? I need to kick the cup

I got my hands inside my pocket, I don't wanna' blow nun' up

He got that sticky in his lungs, it might just fall to the floor

I told her if she love me, go catch a body, now I'm counting four

If I rub this white all over my face, they might just think that I'm a ghost

I told my brother if I don't make it out, send love to all my folks

Hold my head underneath this water, and I won't come back up

Hold my head underneath this water, I won't come back up

Hold my head underneath this water, I won't come back up

Hold my head underneath this water, I won't come back

This pack that I just rolled up, got me walking on water

Feeling like this shit never gonna' end, it be non-stop

Chasing the clouds, it got me off track

If you bow down, I might just want you back

Tell me I'm wrong, about you

After all that we done been through

Steady making mistakes, I only got myself for the blame

Quiet down, ohh

My heart all on the floor, scattered out

Feds knocking at that door, they figured your pattern out

Nigga tryna' run up that money, just as much as he can

Shawty ain't gon' hold me down, she was just being mad loud

Nigga runnin' round' with these guns, let's play good guy, bad guy

Fuck nigga walk through the door, boy you better not be the last guy

I'm high as hell right now, but soon as I see you, I'll probably flash out

Fuck it, got these mags out, fuck it, I got these bags out

Baby you can't come spend a night in here, cause' this the trap house

And baby you see I'm gangsta' as a fuck, so watch your damn mouth

This pack that I just rolled up, got me walking on water

Feeling like this shit never gonna' end, it be non-stop

Chasing the clouds, it got me off track

If you bow down, I might just want you back

Tell me I'm wrong, about you

After all that we done been through

Steady making mistakes, I only got myself for the blame

Quiet down, ohh