Cloud 9

Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 spaced out i'm on cloud 9

Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9

See i'm spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
In the sky boy i'm real high In the sky boy i'm real high
I'm spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
In the sky boy i'm real high In the sky boy i'm real high

I get high I sip drank I fuck hoes I do shows
I do think yo main dame gone switch lanes and you know
My word good and my erb good if i'm cheifin on it it's top flight
We eatin on what you sleepin on yo bread roll to a stop light
Slowin down while these bows and pounds
Be movin round like they in the way
If you in the way I got two guns called eyebrows they be in ya face
In the race till I win nigga long run I got wind nigga
Go for dough and won't go for broke
And that's all the time it's no when nigga
Eat big blow big roll up smoke some mo
Gettin twisted while jammin Twista that number 5, overdose
I'm on the road to go overload any and all of my peeps mayne
That good good have 'em countin sheep
They do a whole lotta that sleep thang
Wake 'em up to go bake it up cause my cake is up and I can bitch
Phillie packs go back to back cause I keep a sack like Bruce Smith
Truth is I do this on everyday so it's all the time
I keep tree if you need me just look and see i'm on cloud 9

See i'm spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
In the sky boy i'm real high In the sky boy i'm real high
I'm spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
In the sky boy i'm real high In the sky boy i'm real high

Okay i'm spaced out i'm on cloud 9
They say i'm next shit it's bout time
So iconic but it's so ironic how i'm getting high on my down time
Hella gars but they need some weed I just hit my plug wit a pound sign
Sent a text around 808 we be smokin round 809
Shot out Lito and C Haze they ain't fuckin wit us these days
Said he need me on a feature just as long as the fees paid
Rollin rollin I don't need brakes 97 on the freeway
Spillin cups while i'm hittin blunts
I run my home you be hittin bunts
Hit her phone you ain't getting none
You just might as well give it up
Hit my phone I don't even answer
Put it together i'm in them guts
Hit you back once I finish though
Still the P.OD. i'm in this hoe
Still do whatever the flo states
Cheifin like i'm a Seminole

See i'm spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
In the sky boy i'm real high In the sky boy i'm real high
I'm spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
Spaced out i'm on cloud 9 cloud 9 cloud 9
In the sky boy i'm real high In the sky boy i'm real high



Credits
Writer(s): Marques Neely
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