Cloud Envy - And Murder We Wrote (feat. Aushoj Rekcut)

And these days life be so so crazy
And I know roads may close pray daily
And I've gone far no please don't chase me (Buckwheat Spanky
How I travel through life,)
When I'm gone you will not replace me
(Golden moves how I prove, The Arctic Cat spits ice
Run it back yet again with my kin, the twins win
Mad spins begin, once passions defends)

Semi automatic, a body bag and a hatchet
The middle ones for you when I flow though and cast it
Like Carol Baskin but no tears was ever active

You shoulda stay neutral, it woulda suited you best
But you 3 pieced out for tryna cease my style
Onomatopoeia was meeting him to see the clouds

2 seater while the rear view mirrors Chrissy right after battle
Let em feast on dust bunnies while vultures get em
I know you've had enough honey so imma split out
Amend my way out, so these routs can seek change

On a flight high sights it ain't no coming back
Wanna know the origin and coordinates to how I got it
My own pilot so when I write it, it's just self guided
Free flowing like the poet who maxed his level out

The devil pouts, my attitudes on Mandy
He can't stand me. Steady foiling plans G
Yah plan B couldn't stop the kid on a overdose
Now that's a note. Force so strong you might choke

When I, reach for your throat
Squeeze the words that spoke
Burn em to ash
And murder was just all that I wrote...
*yeah yeah*

Loose cannon riding in the phantom
Turn a nigga to a Danny. Murder be the anthem
Fix a nigga like a Manny. Slumped like a hammock
Washed of my hands with

Pussy niggas talking are you pregnant with family?
Or gayer than a sulu? We can't understand it
I'm not Wu-Tang, but tuck your chain
Less u wanna die the same as all your friends

Really insane in the membrane, rapping get it active
Fuck her like my current but um really she my last bitch
When I get a foreign to the bank at you I'm laughing

*HAHA*

Bitch I pity the fool that can't never hold they liquor
Beat em up by the stools, now sit back and think
Bitch reflect upon your action, lucky I ain't clapped him

Pawns to a king like a snake to a dragon
Lizard to a badger. Cheese to a rat
Why they dressed like a pageant?

Please tell me that, my gs I'll relax
Compete with those legends bitch I sold heaven
Juggle the world like oranges, big stepper

And shit my dick bigger, than Big Dipper
Now suck it. Here's a tip Piglet
All pigs for lunch here.

My buzzo told shift the world we might change it
I brought a couple gifts, my girl stars arranged them

I say the stars arranging.
What you really doing if I ain't on yo playlist
Da fuck you listening too

Yah liquor yah chased it
Niggas sweet like yo mama Kool-Aid
I been vibing, I been writing, I been up for 2 days
Niggas bald pussy half these niggas rock a toupee
You not Tupac. Pussy boy the facts is you gay
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Full blown quotes stay filled
Equipment heavy with action
Watch em Dashing. Relaxing
The view resembles Chubbs
Dirt facials, we passed em
*Whoo*
Blastin passion, Groove Cat steps off laughing...

Written by:
Jalen Tucker, Joshua Tucker

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