Prod. - Orange Clouds Lyrics

Life be hard. At times I want to
Stop it all, yea. I need a pause
But I push forward for my mom, yea
For my pops, yea. I can't stop, yea
For my niggas, brothers/ They my dawgs, yea
They ain't blood, but for them I'd lose it all, yea
Lose it all, yea. For my dawgs, yea
What's this place? I don't think I belong, yea
Sometimes I wish I could just fly away
These pills look like a nice escape
I wish I could close my eyes for longer
Why don't I just swallow? I like the taste
Sometimes I wish I could just fly away
These pills look like a nice escape
I wish I could close my eyes for longer
Why don't I just swallow? I like the taste
I like the taste, I like the taste
I like the taste, I like the taste
I like the taste, I like the taste
I like the taste, I like the taste
I need to leave at once, yea
I need to sleep at once, yea
I need to sleep for once, yea
Maybe I need a blunt, yea
I don't believe in trust, no
I do not need a hug
I do not wanna stay
Maybe I need to run
Orange Clouds swirl around my head
Lost in the smoke, I'm sure I've found my death
Happy days I roll around in bed
I record when down to force it out my neck
Orange Clouds swirl around my head
Lost in the smoke, I'm sure I've found my death
Darkness shrouds my mind, I cannot rest
Insomniac, I'll post a song instead