Black Rob - High in the Clouds lyrics

[Hook: Ol' Dirty ba*tard] I wanna stay high in the clouds I wanna keep plenty of p**y around I'm gonna keep puttin' in bullets in pocket Just in case, it's goin' down I'm a Brooklyn soldier, yes, I'm is If you lookin' for a problem, here it is I'm worser than the cross and bones, and that's danger I don't give a f**, what beef it is [Ol' Dirty ba*tard] Now I'mma get serious, p**y don't talk, went the heat come out n***as sleep on Dirty, til the street come out I like fame, but lockdown changed the n***a Now it's all about the gauge, on the stage for n***a Cuz haters wanna shoot, everything that shine So I'm prepared, to lock and load my rhymes Eat, two at a time, while my mind is bent And dare motherf**er, come with Brook' with that I be rollin' on the Boulevard, nothin' better rush I'm like Big Ben with my middle finger up Sidewalk hash, make thugs relax Got a team that could devour your habitat More gritty than Diddy, cause my hair's uncombed Streets I roam, are too hot to throw on poems Feel like every block's home, when the yay is yo Gotta rob a motherf**er when the day is slow [Hook] [Black Rob] Uh, p**y doctor, four-four co*ker Platinum, baby, ya'll n***as is goin' copper I'm down in Bad Boy South with the n***a Chopper Programmed to blow sh** up, like Dennis Hopper Hella pointed, hop out the helicopter It's L.A.X. for the weed, it's hella proper I rap, but still stick hoes for door knockers And if she's persistent, block her, block her, block her Infered, I call it the show shocker It's M.S.G., with Jay-Z, the show stopper And this is for them gangsta dudes, know you boppin' That take dough, and don't take shorts for no coppers My team are life stoppers, watch me split ya life up Like Mekhi Phifer, in the movie "Clockers" And just for doing the thing, they try to lock us Wanna find me? I'm way in' the back with the pill poppers [Hook 2X]