Treason

Yeah-ho
Hol' up
Hey

[Verse 1] [Cloudy Nueve]

Why, everybody on my dick right now
When a nigga hit the city, shit lit, script flip, niggas wanna take a pic pipe down
Cuz I'm [?] [?] the shits right now
I'm still takin' chances, still livin' dangerous
I tell shorty I'll slip in the 40 ounce of codeine, Cloudy lifestyle is amazing
Nigga gotta drive no seatbelt, tell you now shit ain't as happy as it looks
Lookin' better but they never know how we felt
They ain't love me as a nappy-headed crook, oh well
Any nigga finna come up with the gang right now
Big stage
Say jump
That's Cloud
Haha
Switch lanes, big drunk, kill lights, 9 shots

[Chorus] [Cloudy Nueve]

My niggas left Mama seedless
To which therе's always a reason
Most likely money or trеason
Most likely money or treason
My niggas left Mama seedless
To which there's always a reason
Most likely money or treason
Most likely money or treason
Yaaaaa

[Verse 2] [Jaheal]

Why, nobody showin' love no more
The only time I'm ever feelin' like the love here, when the plug here, cuz the drugs don't know
But I'm only off of the Henny
Memories foggy like rain in the south
But it's okay, I'm here when you hear me
I don't fear a soul I've been chillin'
I'm like fuck a nigga
I've been on my bullshit, I've been setting goals
Breaking walls down cuz nothing's set in stone
Match the gas, while they smoke oregano
And know that I will never lose my grip, I'm not like rose I'm never letting go
Let me know, right now
Are you built for trials and tribulations, been impatient
I could never serve because I hate the waiting
Know the game's changing like it's home from a long day
19, 19, I couldn't start my year the wrong way
Let it breathe, life's still addicted to -phetamines
Know that I'm winnin' like Logic, I gotta get it, gotta get to this cheddar cheese
Life gave me lemons, I had to add sugar and water, I feel like Beyonce
They wanted the tea, but I told them truth is the way, better drink with the entree
Yea
And truthfully I'm on a whole different wave
And truthfully I'm tryna be underworked and overpaid
Tired of feelin' like a slave
Tired of tears runnin' down my nephew's face
He done lost a lot of fam
And family's all that I got
So when them checks clear I'm finna [?] them [?]

[Chorus] [Cloudy Nueve]

My niggas left Mama seedless
To which there's always a reason
Most likely money or treason
Most likely money or treason
My niggas left Mama seedless
To which there's always a reason
Most likely money or treason
Most likely money or treason
Yaaaaa