Cully - Cloud Hopping lyrics
[Cully - Cloud Hopping lyrics]
My thoughts is abstract chilling, cubism
Caught up in the realism, materialism
A rich man don't spend his wealth
How he livin?
If a rich man don't spend his wealth
Then how he living?
Maui chillen, fresh out the prison of work
Now he livin cash cow gripping
When the stocks down dipping
Fridged from the ice that
He rocks round bitches
Copping corporate bonds
Long term thinker and loner, his orphans on
Life on the edge, plus scotch on the rocks
Pay bail for season tickets
Spends time in the box
Every girl on his arm likes diamonds a lot
Lamborghini dreams, in my motherfucking sleep
And she in there
Like "Cully I'm trying to drive"
Smile to her face, while I'm dying inside
$400 shoes, got a clownish sense of pride
Brain wanders when I'm high
Gotta fence in my mind
Keep it grass fed, Roots under my bed
In the form of a CD
Undun getting bumped on the weekly
Parents think it's rap, so it's
Done on the sneaky, repeat
A blind person's dog couldn't see me
Cleaner than a squeegee, unused
I'm the bees knees
Organic honey in my Cubard
Wanna be city dweller
In the cellar of the suburbs
My thoughts is abstract chilling, cubism
Caught up in the realism, materialism
A rich man don't spend his wealth
How he livin?
If a rich man don't spend his wealth
Then how he living?
Big boat, super car, nah he's just rich
Plastic surgery to enrich his wife's tit's
Fix any glitch, then split
Because he's ripped, like torn clothes
Smoother than a porno with two chicks
A bit childish, does cereal not grit's
In the Waldorf lobby eating cookie crisp
In fishy a situation as eating pussy is
From the outside looking into stained glass
Sipping holy water out of an engraved flask
Set in stone, so no you can't change that
Rock a full metal jacket to a cage match
Bleeding out a fake gash, where ya brains at?
Where the bass at? Better get it ASAP
Wavy on the daily, never best to stay flat
Married to the game, don't wait, engage that
Pistol popping at the Shotgun wedding
Like I don't give a fuck
If I'm not really ready
Some say I'm a killer
But I'm not feeling deadly
Just heavy on the medley
While your peddling a Chevy
Not too quick of a pace
And I came to kill the game
Not to live it's place
My thoughts is abstract chilling, cubism
Caught up in the realism, materialism
A rich man don't spend his wealth
How he livin?
If a rich man don't spend his wealth
Then how he living?
Caught up in the realism, materialism
A rich man don't spend his wealth
How he livin?
If a rich man don't spend his wealth
Then how he living?
Maui chillen, fresh out the prison of work
Now he livin cash cow gripping
When the stocks down dipping
Fridged from the ice that
He rocks round bitches
Copping corporate bonds
Long term thinker and loner, his orphans on
Life on the edge, plus scotch on the rocks
Pay bail for season tickets
Spends time in the box
Every girl on his arm likes diamonds a lot
Lamborghini dreams, in my motherfucking sleep
And she in there
Like "Cully I'm trying to drive"
Smile to her face, while I'm dying inside
$400 shoes, got a clownish sense of pride
Brain wanders when I'm high
Gotta fence in my mind
Keep it grass fed, Roots under my bed
In the form of a CD
Undun getting bumped on the weekly
Parents think it's rap, so it's
Done on the sneaky, repeat
A blind person's dog couldn't see me
Cleaner than a squeegee, unused
I'm the bees knees
Organic honey in my Cubard
Wanna be city dweller
In the cellar of the suburbs
My thoughts is abstract chilling, cubism
Caught up in the realism, materialism
A rich man don't spend his wealth
How he livin?
If a rich man don't spend his wealth
Then how he living?
Big boat, super car, nah he's just rich
Plastic surgery to enrich his wife's tit's
Fix any glitch, then split
Because he's ripped, like torn clothes
Smoother than a porno with two chicks
A bit childish, does cereal not grit's
In the Waldorf lobby eating cookie crisp
In fishy a situation as eating pussy is
From the outside looking into stained glass
Sipping holy water out of an engraved flask
Set in stone, so no you can't change that
Rock a full metal jacket to a cage match
Bleeding out a fake gash, where ya brains at?
Where the bass at? Better get it ASAP
Wavy on the daily, never best to stay flat
Married to the game, don't wait, engage that
Pistol popping at the Shotgun wedding
Like I don't give a fuck
If I'm not really ready
Some say I'm a killer
But I'm not feeling deadly
Just heavy on the medley
While your peddling a Chevy
Not too quick of a pace
And I came to kill the game
Not to live it's place
My thoughts is abstract chilling, cubism
Caught up in the realism, materialism
A rich man don't spend his wealth
How he livin?
If a rich man don't spend his wealth
Then how he living?