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Cloud Nine

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(Verse 1) I stopped counting hours when the clock hit four Now I’m staring at the patterns on the hardwood floor Got a velvet-lined vision, gold tint in my sight Turn a Tuesday afternoon into a neon night I don't do the stress, I just delegate the vibe Put the world on a mute, let the frequency glide Got the grinder singing songs, got the paper rolled tight And the cherry in the dark is the only guiding light Yeah, I’m floating on a current, call it mental vacation No passport needed for this kind of migration From the stress of the city to a cloud in the sky Where the worries get small and the spirits get high. (Pre-Chorus) Slow it down, let the bass hit your chest Give the hustle a break, give the ego a rest One hit for the money, two hits for the soul Now I’m losing my grip, losing all my control. (Chorus) (Yeah!) I’m in that sweet spot, drifting through the haze Lost inside a daydream for a couple of days Got that sticky-icky magic, got the mind on a roll And the feeling in my veins is taking over my soul Yeah, I love it (love it), baby, I can’t get enough When the world gets heavy, this is all of the stuff Just keep it rolling, keep the circle real tight We gonna ride this wave ‘til the morning light. (Verse 2) Now my laughter’s getting loud for no reason at all And the ceiling’s looking like a giant IMAX wall I’m a king in a castle made of cotton and smoke And the punchline hits before I even hear the joke Got the munchies on deck, got the snacks in a pile Hadn't felt this relaxed in a long, long while It’s that West Coast lean, it’s that effortless flow Where the tempo drops down and the energy's low But the spark in my head is a firework show And the higher I get, the more I start to know That the pressure is fake and the diamonds are glass So I’m sitting right here watching all the time pass. (Pre-Chorus) Slow it down, let the bass hit your chest Give the hustle a break, give the ego a rest One hit for the money, two hits for the soul Now I’m losing my grip, losing all my control. (Chorus) (Yeah!) I’m in that sweet spot, drifting through the haze Lost inside a daydream for a couple of days Got that sticky-icky magic, got the mind on a roll And the feeling in my veins is taking over my soul Yeah, I love it (love it), baby, I can’t get enough When the world gets heavy, this is all of the stuff Just keep it rolling, keep the circle real tight We gonna ride this wave ‘til the morning light. (Bridge) (Slow it down...) Exhale the doubt, inhale the peace Let the tension in the shoulder finally release (Just breathe...) Cloud nine is a neighborhood, I’m moving in Where the music never stops and the good times begin. (Guitar Solo / Synth Breakdown - High Energy) (Outro) Yeah... Just keep it rolling. Don't wake me up yet. I'm good right here. (Love it... yeah, I love it...) Pass that to the left. One more time. (Fade out with a light laugh and a heavy bass kick)