Trying to keep the light from going out And the clouds from ripping out my broken heart They always say a heart is not a home Without the one who gets you through
to keep the lights from going out And the clouds are ripping out my broken heart They always say that a heart is not a home Without the one who gets you through
fake dream to sell you Don't gotta worry 'bout bein' untrue My love's concrete Thus you can't see through *BRIDGE #2* And when the rain clouds
clouds have all departed You'll be right here with me And when your tears are dry from crying And when the world has turned silent And when the clouds
make you feel, feel alone If yesterday blindfolds your eyes I'll bring you tomorrow There's a time You feel like you're lost Feel the night will never end Through
I'll be your 5-9! [J. Cole - Chorus] [J. Cole - Verse 2] Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror I'm picking through the cloud tryna see
heart And I'm so grateful baby I mean I'm truly grateful baby You made a difference in my life And I can't explain the way that I feel This journey through my life Cloud
could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through And don't even realize what you did, believe me you I've been through the ringer, but take it through
, just slept My mind rejects the frequency, it's static craziness to me Is it a solar fever? The TV man is too loud, our plane is sleeping on a cloud
and a yawn Grass is long and laughs When the wind jumps through it It must have started with that stick in the mud That there's where clouds are born Clouds
flawless under a hundred thou aint allowed Maybach triple white like I'm riding in a cloud no denim on my seats, baby you gon' need a towel ride sexy through
around There were few men left standin' that day Saw the eagle fly through a clear blue sky 1965, the 8th of November Saw the eagle fly through a clear
gon? have grandkids when I come home Damn, I could feel his pain through the phone And all I could tell him was Hook It feels like I?m floating on the clouds
made it! Celebrate it! Celebrate it! It?s a holiday nigga I made it! Verse 1: Yea, feel the wind breeze See the palm trees I could feel the clouds
real line right now See if y'all with this real gangsta guerrilla *** Have you ever seen a hundred thousand Rip riders from the side? Blue Chucks, blue rags, gray clouds
We've been through the storm We've been through it all We had some close calls But never would fall We climbed all the mountains Walked through all the
While dating all the models and actresses I'm learning all the potholes in every single barrio Trying not to mess up my axis kid On the road to riches through trafficking Through