Beat produced by OSVMA
Lyrics:

Still Cope - Beat OSVMA "Slide"


(Yeah Realize
Tryna be more present
Present in time, just
Just kinda coming to the conclusion
We're all)

Living off borrowed time
I just be wantin' some peace of mind
Smoking this reefer in recent times
Sow, let it grow
Like soap
Flow clean in rhymes
Pour let it flow
Heart glitter and gold
The harder I go
The more that I know
The bigger I go
The farther I tow
To people I don't want no smoke
I just wanna smoke
My demons they don't
Have day offs
They won't
Say with me
We know
We gotta keep going
Toppling, falling
Then get up again
And keep haulin'
Doubt my ambition
By my love for mariuhana
But I check myself up in the mirror
Wanna see a winner shine
Even when it's fucking winter time
I got the steez
I got the trucks
Deck it go flip
Keep it a buck
Mind off the bucks
I'ma go skate
Talkin' bout shit
They can relate
Gettin' and smoking my piece
Smell like a reef
Colors like corals
I kill it no chorus indeed
But on demand
I bloodily body all beats
If I'm in the zone
I don't need no weekend
Yeah I jump off that cliff
And then dive in the deep end
Keep it a buck
Keep it in touch
Keepin' shit real
That is wassup
Always a hunnid
and run it but
tryna stay humble though
Yea never see me tumble
When I focus
Days go by as I'm
Lost in my own shit
I forget to drink more water
Lips feeling like Lotus
Then I'm with her
And I'm lost in the motion
Lots of emotion
Kinda girl that make you wanna quit those drugs
But I still feel better when I'm smoking
Judge me for coping I bet you won't hop in this boat kid

Still lil dazed
And I hop in the whip
Go unpark my car
For a shopping trip
Mangos and lime
For the next time
I spark a spliff
I need myself more sun
And I think I can
Write myself  more songs
But I never will right my wrongs still
Stopped getting pushed to the side like thongs
Vision all clear from the start
Now it's blurry like bongs
I'm in no mood to get shit done like pronto
But when I do write me song
Yeah you know it's upfront though

(Yeah Cloud)

Woke up today
Feel like a loop
Not in the mood
Too much to do
Too much to watch
Too much to listen to
You sayin what?
Mind keep on spinning
Can't get it to stopped
Writing my story
I don't know the plot
I wanna go like it a lot
I wanna go live it
Outside of a box
I wanna go big
Not home yeah
Only, only up not down yeah
Nah, not stuck no frown yeah
No, no never get stagnant
Pull up with a better attitude
Visualize what's happening
Visualize claps and pats on backs and
Your heart the purest you made it
But not for the bragging
Carry a chip on your shoulder
No munk
It just may keep you stay silent
Like monks
(Dope)
Carry that baggage
Sip on a bottle
They giving out brown bags
Puff on a cigarette or joint
Tryna drown facts
Yeah
Maybe that's
Maybe that's life yeah
Maybe I'm just tryna
Make it alright yeah
(dope)
Stillness ain't still sometimes
Quietness ain't quiet sometimes
I'm in a fight sometimes
Only feel able to fight the time (yeah)

Never not focus
Taking this life in
It's bogus
All about makin' this cash
And blowing it
For the love of god or whatever
Let me clone it
Money getting mown like lawns
By the white house' yard
Ey, bills keep growing
It's the biggest part
Keep zoning out in this goddamn art
The worlds I create
They are odd
Not really, no plot
More twists, I twist up
Then plant myself in front of paper
I feel like I'm rewinding tapes up
No tape stop
Just keep it recording
'Till I cross the finish line
Breaking the tape off
You see me take off
Haters are way off
Premium delivery
Don't call me Bezos
Finding it hard
To be living
Gotta be making some pesos
16th line still waiting for the pay off
They want me hard but I stay soft
Wannabe quiet but I say a lot
Think I did listen but still forgot
Ey, really don't know where my mind might go
Too much fight or flight so I might just smoke
It's alright but I ain't goin' lie
I still cope

Still Cope

Gold

Green II (Skit)

Green

Pink

Blue

Instrumental extracted by @LyricalSpiritual
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ksKsWqMWTPA
Original produced by the legendary Mr. Porter!

Enjoy! (and checkout my other shit too!)

Lyrics:
Look Cloud
Yeah Fuel shit
Lets do this shit
Never see six teen bars from a night
And then say that shit shit sexy
I ain't go the route that drake go
Never was no fake no,
I don't own no draco
But I'm swinging my wand
Bar magic 
Yeah even 3 broom dance
And all of the goons dance
Slapping lil rappers 
Right outta the page
Like we fight in cartoons man
Yeah search for my cryptonite
My girl my queen
And I'm rocking her shit tonight
Better let me grip
On this blank slate
Outta nowhere seep ink
Leave a stank face

When I pop the lid
Like kalamari in a fishtank
Fish outta water
But no Cali Tuna
Too high for your friendly neighbourhood barritone
Still don't condone smoking so much
You don't see where you going
Cloud on your head like a dome
Thundering rhyming schemes leave you
Focused and zoned
Born for this shit
Yeah it's in my blood
Yeah It's in my bone
Heelped out the mud
Helped out the rut
I don't stutter abrupt
I leave em thunderstruck
If you see me go say whatsup
I don't act no tough
I don't fuck you up
I'ma do my tricks
I'ma do my stuff
I'ma Pop tricks, write rhymes, draw lines,
Smoke fine, Love divine, yeah each time
Still clocking this shit like a classic
But it ain't 2001 no more
But you know that I gassed it
Killed the mic yeah I harassed
Came so close you can hear my voice
Up in your head now then you that I blast it
Yeah I fly so high like a rocket I ride when I blast off
Never felt so free like the cast off
Ask how I feel my discography a fucking best of
And Still stack up but for now I think that's all
That's all
That's all 
That's all
That's all
That's all

Cloud on Cloud 9s://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ksKsWqMWTPA
Original produced by tInstrumental extracted by @LyricalSpiritual
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ksKsWqMWTPA
Original produced by the legendary Mr. Porter!

Enjoy! (and checkout my other shit too!)

Lyrics:
Look Cloud
Yeah Fuel shit
Lets do this shit
Never see six teen bars from a night
And then say that shit shit sexy
I ain't go the route that drake go
Never was no fake no,
I don't own no draco
But I'm swinging my wand
Bar magic 
Yeah even 3 broom dance
And all of the goons dance
Slapping lil rappers 
Right outta the page
Like we fight in cartoons man
Yeah search for my cryptonite
My girl my queen
And I'm rocking her shit tonight
Better let me grip
On this blank slate
Outta nowhere seep ink
Leave a stank face

When I pop the lid
Like kalamari in a fishtank
Fish outta water
But no Cali Tuna
Too high for your friendly neighbourhood barritone
Still don't condone smoking so much
You don't see where you going
Cloud on your head like a dome
Thundering rhyming schemes leave you
Focused and zoned
Born for this shit
Yeah it's in my blood
Yeah It's in my bone
Heelped out the mud
Helped out the rut
I don't stutter abrupt
I leave em thunderstruck
If you see me go say whatsup
I don't act no tough
I don't fuck you up
I'ma do my tricks
I'ma do my stuff
I'ma Pop tricks, write rhymes, draw lines,
Smoke fine, Love divine, yeah each time
Still clocking this shit like a classic
But it ain't 2001 no more
But you know that I gassed it
Killed the mic yeah I harassed
Came so close you can hear my voice
Up in your head now then you that I blast it
Yeah I fly so high like a rocket I ride when I blast off
Never felt so free like the cast off
Ask how I feel my discography a fucking best of
And Still stack up but for now I think that's all
That's all
That's all 
That's all
That's all
That's all

Cloud on Cloud 9

Eminem - Fuel CLOUD REMIX

I am Cloud aka. Cloud on Cloud 9.
I am a 25 yrs old musician from Hamburg and I started rapping about 9 years ago. My biggest influences are rappers like Kendrick Lamar, Eminem, Royce da 5’9 or JID and the whole of dreamville and TDE basically. My debut album „Flow“ and my EP "COLOR" ARE OUT NOW!!!!!!
🌎🎵

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