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kyaazu - cloud at 9 [unreleased lyrics

(sample: ?)
and i’m really glad to hear that

(verse 1: kyaazu)
won’t even pull up, f+ck is you on?
you from a country that got set in a coup
n+ggas want peace and i’m settin’ the mood
plot in the dark like a senate dispute n+gga
haha
look, yuh
move like a glitch in the vatican loop
mask on my face like a hannibal tooth
snake ass n+ggas got the venom (huh)
truth in my mouth ain’ askin’ for proof
i studied the gods now i level it through
now i’m a storm when steppin’ up to you
aim for the crown not a regular view
you settle for dew but i’m h+ll of a fuse
raised in the grit, bred in thе blues
heart on my sleeve and thе tech is my booth
red on my suit, i got blood in it too
n+ggas act real but they roots ain’t true
sparkin a shift n+gga f+ck what you knew
cracking the base got the vatican spooked
no need for peace let the aftermath speak
i’m cuttin’ the ties not patching it through
through (yeah)
(verse 2: 8lak3_ (with kyaazu adlibs))
real sh+t real sh+t real sh+t
nah real sh+t yo
its 8lak3_, always the vibe (yeah)
bebo swingin on greens with the pride
gettin high just to level the tide
crt got me stuck in rewind
hat fly but the label devine (divine)
i been runnin’ on nothin’ but fumes
never talk, i just sit in my room
when i speak, it’s just pain in the bloom
all these memories feel like a tomb
i don’t love me, i wish i could choose
swan dive into gray afternoons
i need silence, i need to reboot
all my sins wear designer and boots
tryna vent but i choke on the truth
so instead i just ghost and remove
every text, every friend that i known
ain’t no fixin’ when its leading to a groan
paranoia cause im barely in the zone
i don’t rap cause im barely even home (yuh)
bunny hop, i be breakin’ routines
mixin’ pain with the bass in+between
label head, but i’m losin’ the streams
every check got a cost to the schemes
all these coins, got me making redeems (ay ay)
every text feel like pullin’ a tooth
every laugh feel like bendin’ the truth
all my highs got a funeral suit
all my lows got a place in the booth
every “bro” turned to static and mute
every “yo” soundin’ hollow and loose
i been ghost, i been dodgin’ the proof
i been toast since they offered a truce
all this weight, i be draggin’ my feet
all this hate, it just add to the theme
kyaazu hit, that’s a platinum beat
you can flex, like it’s faker than dreams
f+ck

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