Artist: Yung Pinch Album: #4EVERFRIDAY SZN TWO (Mixtape) Song: Cloud 9 Typed by: AZ Lyrics Won't you tell me what I want to hear Won't you tell me what I want to hear Won't you tell me what I want to hear Y'all be on some hoe shit I'm just sipping potion Chilling by the sea yeah The city by the ocean You know what I'm smoking On that potent I'm on that cloud 9 Yeah bitch I be floating Y'all be on some hoe shit I just do my own shit Focus on the money nowadays that's some grown shit (...) flight I just got flown in Wheres your bitch at is she finna slide through Wonder why she want to hide you Wonder why you always lied to Cause you the one she gonna cry to I'm the young man running through the city like I'm Bruce Wayne I switch up bitches when my mood change Young boy but I do things Young boy but I do things I'ma break it down for you right now 24 hours out the day I be working I'ma break it down for you right now 24 hours out the day she be twerking I get that work in I get that work in Y'all be on some hoe shit I be on my own shit Focus on the money nowadays I be on some grown shit Still sipping on that potion Still smoking on that potent Cloud 9 private jets when we fly Yeah you know that I stay floating Y'all be on some hoe shit I just do my own shit Worry about me then you must've lost focus Worry about me then you must've lost focus Y'all be on some hoe shit I just do my own shit Worry about me then you must've lost focus Worry about me then you must've lost focus I be on some I be on some grown shit Moving on my own shit I guess this is how it goes Shawty wonder why I can't keep her close I been on the rise Rocking all these shows Every other night Hit me when you're home You should come by I just sent a car You could come and stay We could have some fun There ain't much to say We knew what it was She said it depends Ever since then we ain't really been friends And ever since then she the one I can't stand Saying I'm a man now she gone with the wind Gone with the wind Free my homeboys I'm working so when you come back it's in a Rolls Royce I know what the juice and the streets do Only cry when homies die and their knees bent Yeah hit 50 for the beef