Clouds as Witnesses Video (MV)

Starin' at the water, lookin' like a bunch of satin
Look into my eyes, and all you see is motherf*ckin' static
Toe taggin', bitch, I'm baggin' up the dope, no rattin' to the po'
Actin' like you shy, readin' the Latin quote across my f*ckin' throat
Hoes go, "Oh no, heard this motherf*cker likes to give burials
And I don't know if I want to go with him, he invited me into his home"
Gave her the number to my phone
Told her, dial-up 666 if she needs to get a hold of me
And hopefully, she'll give me a call when she is home, and free, and lonely
Phone rang twice, but I missed both calls, I was hangin' in the hall, toll-free

Hello?

Got a pocket full of stones (stones), watchin' Game of Thrones (Thrones)
Bitches on the phone, tellin' me she home alone ('lone)
Motherf*ck a future, countin' down 'til I die (die)
Days roll by, I just wanna get high (high)
Never ever sober, need drugs for my composure
Lookin' like I'm dyin', layin' back on the sofa
Six feet deep (deep), three gold teeth (teeth)
Zero f*ckin' hopes for this young tragedy ('dy)
Days of our lives (lives), watch 'em roll by (by)
Whole f*ckin' family got bloodshot eyes (eyes)
Scripts in the kitchen, right next to the dishes (dishes)
Finger f*ckin' bitches, listening to No Limit (Limit)
Westbank Soulja, straight up out the NOLA
When it come to this shit, ain't a motherf*cker colder

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