You know I only
Blow clouds
You know I only
Blow clouds
Yeah, yeah
Aye, aye
You know I only
Blow clouds
Tryna find the
Silver Linings
F*ck all left
Is what I'm finding
Don't wanna go down
But the lights
I'm far behind 'em
Probably for the best
I find 'em blinding
Don't wanna know how
My doubts, I don't contest
With them
My rhythm
They say they
Less than impressed with it
Bout to smoke out
Yeah I only blow clouds
To find the
Silver Linings, aye
Yeah, you know
Man it is tough
So I find my
Silver Linings
In that cumulo-cannabis stuff
Pluto is a planet, man, but
Still not far enough away
For me to hide
And so I feel obliged
To blow them
A priceless kind of high
When my eyes
Can see them floating
And yeah
They have their dry seasons
But there are times
Tide's so high
I need to bring the
Mother f*cking boat in
Cloak n
Dagger
That's the way I roll
When I'm smoking a packet
I like to play the role
Cause when I'm sober
I panic
And start twisting the plot
Until I've lost it
I'm back for my marbles
Well if I'm
Choking don't panic and just
Leave me be
I'm blowing
The planet is like
"I can't f*cking see!"
Cause I'm off in the sky
Rock high
I don't drop for the mic
At the end of the rainbow
Yeah, there's
Pot for me
You know I only
Blow clouds
Tryna find the
Silver Linings
F*ck all left
Is what I'm finding
Don't wanna go down
But the lights
I'm far behind 'em
Probably for the best
I find 'em blinding
Don't wanna know how
My doubts, I don't contest
With them
My rhythm
They say they
Less than impressed with it
Bout to smoke out
Yeah I only blow clouds
To find the
Silver Linings, aye
Well, I might light
Bong after bong
But it's only reason
I'm alive
To write song after song
Say I'm looking off
When I'm on
What a bitch!
Nah, nothing ain't wrong
Nah puffin' aint wrong
Feels like I fight
With my life
And that's why I need
Something
To suffocate on
And I don't like to blind
With the lights
I'm cats-eyed
Vibe with the night
But they getting so long, now
Longer than they've ever been
My home's not Homer's
But my terraces stay Evergreen
(Where Marge)
And yes I miss da Burns
The heat on my skin
The smoking trophy: only thing
Not even Lisa can win
(Yeah nah)
I keep a tin
In the drawer
But that's only for
Emergencies
I smoke on Os
Never slowly
Do I burn the weed
And my mama wanna know
Why the
Marijuana is so unforgiving
With its grip on me
You know I only
Blow clouds
Tryna find the
Silver Linings
F*ck all left
Is what I'm finding
Don't wanna go down
But the lights
I'm far behind 'em
Probably for the best
I find 'em blinding
Don't wanna know how
My doubts, I don't contest
With them
My rhythm
They say they
Less than impressed with it
Bout to smoke out
Yeah I only blow clouds
To find the
Silver Linings, aye