kloudbug - OTHERWORLDLY WAYS

baby, i run the bank

then stock it up, with loads of dank

so stop bitchin'

bout my horses that my motor make

offline, still connected all the time

2 weird bitches, 2 fives might make a dime

end up in hell
but im still real froze

thumbin and pickin thru alla my clothes

packin my bags

flyin right thru my nose

had a gold spoon, my head on the moon

but now on my own

lost in the zone

dripping and flipping until i get old

instrumentals help me process the woes

real bad chick help me feel it in my toes

middle the night, got u screamin my name

not for the love, damn you stuck in maze

forgot to breathe, quick toss him in the sea

walkin in circles, i hate being played

poppin a few, i need extra strength

mindless walking, right to the bank

used to have money

blew it alll on my rims

put a fat deposit down with the reaper

kissing and twisted, i need a good teacher

po a fat cup, i thought this was ether? 

find out its not, my anger is raising

ice cold flame but you know that its blazing

got a few years into fixing my teeth

choking and spitting up whats underneath

start going blind but i know i can seeeeeeeeeeee