Hello?
808
Bring the kick in
Midnight on Cloud Nine

[Verse 1]
Damez he was six
Moved to Atlanta
Born in Mississippi
Crossed over Alabama
He was on a roll, always honor roll
Started smoking weed, teaching niggas how to roll
Grew up in the six, niggas hittin' licks
Never hit a lick but got caught up in the mix
Product of society, gained notoriety
And it wasn't long 'fore he lost his sobriety
Shit went left, parents got divorced
Guess they couldn't take it
Guess their love ran its course
Mama moved out, mama moved to the north
I was going through it and I know they was the source
Stayed on the east
I became a beast
And what these niggas thought
Man I worried bout the least
Put to the test
I was different from the rest
Still flexing hard even though I was depressed

[Pre-Hook]
And I'm high on a cloud
And I'm gone off the loud
And ima be up here for as long as I'm allowed

[Hook]
I got money on my mind
Money on my mind
I got money on my mind
Money on my mind
I got

Let 'em breathe

[Verse 2]
And I'm high on a cloud
And I'm gone off the loud
And ima be up here for as long as I'm allowed
This is the intro
Yeah I'm bout to take off
But first let me pick up where the story left off
Damez he was 20
Had a lot of rage
Full of resentment
He was trapped in a cage
Misunderstood, gave up on his dreams
Once he got older shit wasn't what it seemed
Got his heart broken
Became an assassin
Made a hit list and started taking action
Words was his gift and music was his passion
Purchased some equipment and a nigga started rapping
How the fuck you do it?
Niggas asking bout me
Niggas wanting features same niggas used to doubt me
Started with a Honda
Ended with a Benz
Now niggas tryna copy like a motherfucking trend
Still on the east
Still a fucking beast
And what these niggas think
Man I worry bout the least
Getting to the money
Car look like a rental
Smoking on this pressure
Got this money on my mental

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook (x2)]

Getting to the money
Car look like a rental
Smoking on this pressure
Got this money on my mental