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lil horizon - clouds lyrics

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[intro]
2023 my year
i ain’t gon cap now
this sh+t on lock
you wanna go?
no, you can go
nah, i’ll go first, hold on, look

[verse 1: lil horizon]
taking my turn when i bust out the chop
they hating on me but i’m not gonna stop (not gonna stop)
not talking dd, but they say i’m on hots
i’m talking my sh+t while i’m stirring the pot
give me 4, in fact give me like 3 (like 3)
seconds with her and i’m making her scream (i’m making her scream)
tryna avoid but i’m up on their screen
in they head, wishing they was just like me (nah)
but they not that cold (no they not)
no they not that bold (nah, nah, nah)
i’m the best, and no i’m not that old
still a teen, my story gotta be told (it gotta be)
and i’m the one and only
i’m not f+cking lonely
catch a boot, he told me (what)
pop out, now they know me (what)
only moving dolie (what)
ps, now i’m sony (what)
now you see i’m growing (what)
i’m like f+ck it, now i’m finna go and f+ck that b+tch
no football, but i’m finna go and punt that b+tch (outta thеre)
talking skateboard, now i’m finna go and stunt this b+tch
matching peoplе, now they finna go and call me hitch
i’m talking like goals
no horizon, but i’m finna just blow
throw it in the air, and i’m finna just woah
chasing cake, yes, i’m getting that gold
and they already know it (they know)
they can tell i’m a poet (i really am)
heat after heat, yeah, they know that i wrote it
hidden talent, now it’s time to just show it
from the jump, know i’m finna go global
no label, nah, i’m doin it solo (doing it solo)
m12, i’m not talking bout n0ble (nah, nah, nah)
dripped in water, they can call me a coral

[verse 2: 6ollo]
spin down his block and i’m screaming out yolo!
stay with a gat, little b+tch, like a cholo
gang on gas, we only roll up
getting too high, and we go up
up on your block and you wouldn’t show up
y’all n+ggas hard? like your b+tch came to blow us
racks on me and they blew like a rover
you not shooting that gat, little boy, you a poser
that n+gga a shower
flex out the racks and your racks are shorter
gang on gas, we never sober
i’m the better one, now i’m finna show her
i’m finna show her
young n+ggas can’t torch us
they try to rob us
you cannot
little n+gga you bust



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