Above The Clouds ft. Tokyo Casanova Lyrics

Lately I'm feeling too lovely, yeah

Celebrate sipping that bubbly, yeah

Thanking the god up above me

Bitch I'm too high nobody could touch me, yeah

Lately I'm feeling too lovely, yeah

Celebrate sipping that bubbly, yeah

Thanking the god up above me

Bitch I'm too high nobody could touch me, yeah

Wiping his nose I think it was runny, yeah

Gave her the D it was sunny, yeah

These niggas jokes they too funny

Laugh to the bank I'm getting this money, whoa

Don't be a hero no dummy, yeah

She fell for me that bitch clumsy, whoa

Kicking shit so much I broke my toe

Niggas can't fuck with this money flow

I don't own my soul I spent government

Double cup, Uno dose, medication, need my legs

Sea too strong, I can't stand

What do you want, I'm just sayin

Smoking Freezer, I'm just saying

Beast my farm, I'm just slaying

I'm outside, coup the Ferris

Thinking bout you, and kids through marriage

Getting this money I'm getting this terrace

Imma take two, don't be embarrassed

If you don't suck me I won't tell

Uh, yea, whoa, I bought the tell, whoa

Fuck it smoking on Putin

Shots at ya belly, Fra

Mama I'm a Rockstar, fuck what you're doing, hey

Mama I'm a Rockstar, get what you want

They don't this kid this soon

It's on purpose I can't change they shit

That's the issue

I been going wild on some ape shit

This my real life can't fake it

Some of my niggas ain't make it

Been through all the pain, some of y'all can't take it, whoa

Taking all my fears roll them and face it

Can't fuck with her if she ain't basic

Weed so strong think somebody laced it

Ten toes down had to double tie my laces

Fuck it up, fuck it up, aye

I get the bag, and I spend it ten ways

Living a week out in one single day

I'm here to stay no I won't fade away

Yeah I'm the shit I don't care what they say

Running this shit and you know it's a fact

Fucked on your bitch she had a heart attack

She said I'm hot no I'm hotter than that

Huh, yea, what's hotter than that

Short a few clicks, short a few mags

Pow, pow, pow

Woke up from that overdose, don't let nobody know

I walked home, dressed to flocks, I need a doctor

Stand on my P's, like proctors

I hope we don't stop, I hope we don't stop

They didn't know my place, I just knew myself

I just let myself threw, yea I'm built to win, win yea

Light as wind, built to win

Smoking, grin

Aye, yea, huh