Playmaker. by CLOUDY Lyrics
[Verse 1: CLOUDY]
Right now I'm losing to my frustrations
My anger rising and my mind racing
I'm self aware enough to see it so I'm tryna change it
Just got this feeling in my spirit but I'm tryna shake it
I'm pursuing my happiness but why I'm feeling Jaded
I know I got the will to make it but am I gon make it
Cuz blind faith don't change the odds, we never been no favorite
But I know something gotta give, I risk it all for greatness
Plus I never been satisfied I never been complacent
Just dreaming bout them top floors but waking up in basements
Thinking God I want more its time to go and take it
Walking out my front door backwoods on the pavement
In this concrete jungle shit we survived for ages
But it gotta be something better than maintaining
I know I gotta do something better that's game changing
Because I'm tryna be a game changer
Cloudy aka The Playmaker
It'll only get harder I gotta move smarter
Back against the wall I'm tryna move forwards
And force the issue, build it up I got a couple goals I gotta move towards
Gasping for air got my head under water
Fighting the current never ride the wave the streets gon support us
Til 7 up like the Sodas
We the realest reporters and I'm my favorite author
1/2 man 1/2 amazing bitch I feel like I'm Carter
Arm in the rim or the hand on the brim
Hova or Vince, you take ya pick
The flow on God and plus the gas can make em jump out the gym
Just know yourself and if you don't then nigga jump out ya skin
Cuz all the fake that's getting praised make it corny to win
And all these niggas say they sharks until you tell em' to swim
Just keep it real with yourself you ain't gotta pretend
I like to keep it 10 toes down with 10 hoes round
I hit 3 my mans take 2 down, that mean West Five Clown...
[Carmelo Interlude]
[Verse 2: Geechi Gus]
Drinking Taylor's Port
I'm getting tailor fitted never inhaling a port
And watching television millions is what I envision
And niggas talking but I swear it is no competition nah
Well its the one that you've been looking for
Went missing like playing hooky, ain't get no whooping for it
County crackers had tried to book him for a possession but I still ain't learn my lesson
I'm out in MontCO with a 7 it's interesting
How I flow tighter with no writer you niggas tiring
Mickey D's getting this cheese I'm not expiring
You should get a job at McDonalds I heard they hiring
I'm forcing young niggas to go in early retirement
Cuz all this nut shit is really bad for the environment
All this Trump shit really seem like a satire clip
Why my niggas couldn't get qualified for the airport
Why my niggas only get qualified for premier sports
Only thing we got is gas like it's airborne
Bitch thick yea she don't shop at Liz Clairborne
You scared homie I'm giving you fair warning
Dog I'm tryna really ball but these niggas like Air Gordon
Right now I'm losing to my frustrations
My anger rising and my mind racing
I'm self aware enough to see it so I'm tryna change it
Just got this feeling in my spirit but I'm tryna shake it
I'm pursuing my happiness but why I'm feeling Jaded
I know I got the will to make it but am I gon make it
Cuz blind faith don't change the odds, we never been no favorite
But I know something gotta give, I risk it all for greatness
Plus I never been satisfied I never been complacent
Just dreaming bout them top floors but waking up in basements
Thinking God I want more its time to go and take it
Walking out my front door backwoods on the pavement
In this concrete jungle shit we survived for ages
But it gotta be something better than maintaining
I know I gotta do something better that's game changing
Because I'm tryna be a game changer
Cloudy aka The Playmaker
It'll only get harder I gotta move smarter
Back against the wall I'm tryna move forwards
And force the issue, build it up I got a couple goals I gotta move towards
Gasping for air got my head under water
Fighting the current never ride the wave the streets gon support us
Til 7 up like the Sodas
We the realest reporters and I'm my favorite author
1/2 man 1/2 amazing bitch I feel like I'm Carter
Arm in the rim or the hand on the brim
Hova or Vince, you take ya pick
The flow on God and plus the gas can make em jump out the gym
Just know yourself and if you don't then nigga jump out ya skin
Cuz all the fake that's getting praised make it corny to win
And all these niggas say they sharks until you tell em' to swim
Just keep it real with yourself you ain't gotta pretend
I like to keep it 10 toes down with 10 hoes round
I hit 3 my mans take 2 down, that mean West Five Clown...
[Carmelo Interlude]
[Verse 2: Geechi Gus]
Drinking Taylor's Port
I'm getting tailor fitted never inhaling a port
And watching television millions is what I envision
And niggas talking but I swear it is no competition nah
Well its the one that you've been looking for
Went missing like playing hooky, ain't get no whooping for it
County crackers had tried to book him for a possession but I still ain't learn my lesson
I'm out in MontCO with a 7 it's interesting
How I flow tighter with no writer you niggas tiring
Mickey D's getting this cheese I'm not expiring
You should get a job at McDonalds I heard they hiring
I'm forcing young niggas to go in early retirement
Cuz all this nut shit is really bad for the environment
All this Trump shit really seem like a satire clip
Why my niggas couldn't get qualified for the airport
Why my niggas only get qualified for premier sports
Only thing we got is gas like it's airborne
Bitch thick yea she don't shop at Liz Clairborne
You scared homie I'm giving you fair warning
Dog I'm tryna really ball but these niggas like Air Gordon