Kicking Clouds

(альбом: Touchdown 2 Cause Hell - 2015)

Smoke one for me nigga (Light that shit up out there nigga)
Niggas gotta clear they mind sometime you know cuz
It be a lot going on
Lot of money (lot of snakes), lot of haters
So I just ease my mind

[Hook:]
When I need to, clear my mind
Middle finger to your world, if you ain't my kind
And no, I don't really care
I'm in my zone and I just wanna stay there
And I be kicking clouds clouds clouds
Fuck em fuck em fuck em
Smoking something loud loud
Fuck em fuck em fuck em fuck em

I just like smoking weed (ain't nothing wrong with that)
Felling fine
Kicking clouds
Tryna have a lil peace of mind
Always be like "fuck my haters"
Sometimes I be like "fuck the world"
"Fuck my girl"
Light up that real nigga
And I dont really care cuz I'm fine
Hanging out I dont have time
You ain't like my kind
I'm from a rare bloodliine
Just rolled for my nigga
May he rest in peace
Rolling up in them Boosie papers
Smoking that Lil B

[Hook]

Tonight I'm gon get fucced up with my dogs (Fuck Em)
Nigga play with us
We gon set it off
And I smoke
Tired of dealing with these bitches up in court
Baby mama threatening me with child support
Now that's some crazy shit
I need a blunt and a cigarette
For this crazy bitch
Me against the world
Stop talking bout me
Me and my girl we girl scouting
Let's take a ride on the [?]
Smoke this loud with me

[Hook x2]