High In The Clouds

I wanna stay high in the clouds
 I wanna keep plenty of pussy 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 fuck, what beef it is
 Now I'mma get serious, pussy don't talk, went the heat come out
 Niggas sleep on Dirty, til the street come out
 I like fame, but lockdown changed the nigga
 Now it's all about the gauge, on the stage for nigga
 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 motherfucker, 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 motherfucker when the day is slow
 Uh, pussy doctor, four-four cocker
 Platinum, baby, ya'll niggas is goin' copper
 I'm down in Bad Boy South with the nigga Chopper
 Programmed to blow shit 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