CLOUD9

By Yung 9

Released on September 22, 2024

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[Intro: maz, yung9]

Get your ass in the booth son

Ouch, fuck


[Verse 1: yung9, maz]

Time moving fast, im cold like october

Running the field like I was a soldier

Fakers be greedy, yeah, they is bipolar

No missed shots, I hit in the shoulder

Roll with my baby, I just copped a stroller

Beats got me geeking, I keep my composure

Brand new spot, you could call me the owner

Shining too bright, who turned up exposure

Im all about the numbers like my name was Mason

Maz chopping beats like his name was Jason

Im like Denzel with goats im adjacent

You trapped in with maz, you can't escape him

I fell in love with the bag now im chasing

I told that clingy bitch to stop faking

Im not a doctor but done with the patience

Time and im, time and im done with the waiting


[Verse 2: yung9, maz]

Fuck a hi-hat, ima keep it lowkey

Yall ain't know me, yall ain't homies

Yall can't hold me, yall can't stand me

Out here rapping like I need a fucking grammy

I took advice from my mammy

Fat girl got cheeks like sandy

Im going for the crown thats my plan z

I done seen some shit like im bambi

Uh, its family first

We make it out, escape the curse

I just seen my cousins worth

And now we building from dirt

We gon build an enterprise

From this pen we built in lines

Trauma we internalize, we turned around and turned to dimes

Uh, its family first

We make it out, escape the curse

I just seen my cousins worth

And now we building from dirt

We gon build an enterprise

From this pen we keep in lines

Trauma we internalize, we turned around and turned to dimes, uh


[Verse 3: yung9, maz]

Masked up like Darth Vader

Told her come and see me later

We could pick a couple 'maters

Maybe cook a few potaters

Wrestlin' with reptiles, now my boots are made of gator

Flannel on my back like lumberjack you know I get that paper

Aiden is my only hater, roofies in my drink I flag the waiter

Feeling charged up like I got hit wit' a fuckin' taser