People always talking about my feelings f*ck yo feelings don't know what this feel like
Ask me why I talk and end the sentence before I'm finished cuz it never feel right
But that's why I'm still high
Why I still try
And my circle still tight
And my cup fulfilled
And I keep it trill
And my purple pills
In the clouds where I'm now you can't come and chill
People always talking about my feelings f*ck yo feelings don't know what this feel like
Ask me why I talk and end the sentence before I'm finished cuz it never feel right
But that's why I'm still high
Why I still try
And my circle still tight
And my cup fulfilled
And I keep it trill
And my purple pills
In the clouds where I'm now you can't come and chill
Feelings been getting hurt
People getting them smirks til I stomp em to mother earth
And they up under a nurse
Got me under a curse got me finding somewhere to search
End up under the sea six feet up under the perch
Smoking all of this weed make me look like I'm taking percs
When I'm puffing some bag it'll smell like ya bacon burnt
Got the flow like the river it sound like a lake alert
I could rap off of pots and pans and I can make it work
I done felt like I died and then I got scrapped out the dirt
I been swimming in clouds almost drowned I forgot to surf
I'll usually be matching some clouds but I got some purp
But me and RD a pass it around just cuz y'all some twerps
I got lots of Mary Jane
I'm on a route somewhere to fame
I'll probably end up where I came
And all the clouds still be the same
So f*ck the sauce I got the flame
I got the shine and got the blame
And I got the bass I got the swang
Could tell by ya face you not the same
But that's why ya still high
Why ya still try
And ya circle still tight
And yo cup fulfilled
And you keep it trill
And your purple pills
In the clouds where you now they can't come and chill
People always talking about yo feelings f*ck they feelings don't know what you feel like
Ask you why you talk and end the sentence before you finished cuz it never feel right
But that's why ya still high
Why ya still try
And ya circle still tight
And yo cup fulfilled
And you keep it trill
And your purple pills
In the clouds where you now they can't come and chill