Chris Ro$e - Cloud Smoke lyrics

[Verse 1: RayFTW] Now tell me how many times have you walked through the valley of my predominance, really You barely Make it out alive And If you do that's that's a blessing. So start the counting Matter fact if it's a blessing, then hail ya Mary's I hope that my conscious hear me, I know that failure is scary Petrified by the thoughts of not reaching my peak is clearly Taken a toll, so bear me But the material is endearing Holy Christian Dior, I'm something like a Mahatmi Gandhi So let the Skyfall That's black suit and a rifle And for the Fame and the power,n***as put the planes in the towers Like a terrorist mindset, or better yet time check Gonna need more than ground zero More like a found hero Ravaging through the rubbles of my supposed cognito Bumping 'moment of clarity'. Thinking that I was Hova Looking over my shoulder. Invisibility cloak ya Can you really blame the aspirations of culture I'm tryna XXL,Hermes and penny loafers It's like a wishing well, and well, penny's the focus Wealth is placed at the bottom, rotton reality close cut And for the benefit of the ma**es, then here's a close up I gotta zoom and scope, to demote, ya f**ing nikon And put the cannon on by gone, gotta watch for the pythons Snakes in the gra**, it's cliche. They put ya life on But quick to hit the switch, when the partying and club life gone It's a dangerous game , I know it took practice She say money make the world spin on a crooked axis Hopefully my orbit doesn't forfeit, that's metaphoric Way of saying If I fall, the universe has caused this [Hook:Chris Ro$e] Everyday's the same we just tryna get laid Man all the G's that mess with me Knowing the hustle's not a struggle Rather a way of telling the fame and the money hello And we achieve the fame and money by rolling the cloud smoke I'm a tell you a story of my life without dope Man I do these things all with the help of cloud smoke man It's just my life man [Verse 2 : Chris Ro$e] I'm like a 747, my wingspan goes up to heaven sh**tin' on these wanna be rappers that trip and get to steppin I smoke hoes, but blow o's Leting out blows that turn friends to foes who knows n***as be angry cause of the life they chose Wanna be steppin' out in all the freshest gear But know they won't be able to eat for the rest of the year Priority seems to be a minority in your mind Feel one thread and buy each line Think they Jigga cause that sh** rhyme Never been a fan of the hate, rather congratulate The ones who against me, cause they the ones who take me to the top It won't stop My ba** gon' rock, straight through ya body gunshots Click clack pow I'm at the top now They don't know dope individual with the swag of a general Good individual with the heart of a lover If you can show me somewhere better then they must be my brother [Hook x 2]