Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song iClout, artist - RIMON. Date of issue: 08.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
iClout |
| Body type right, dopamine line |
| Perfection is the norm, keep it jiggy all the time |
| High from the likes and everyone smiles |
| Or putting straight faces even though it’s all a lie |
| My taste buds bitter |
| You see my shame |
| It’s dressed in glitter |
| You judge my ways |
| It’s all on Twitter |
| I keep my sane |
| Just drip and shimmer |
| Just drip and shimmer |
| ICloud, my crowd |
| Ballin' till the lights out |
| Saucing, it’s a workout |
| Pushing pushing pushing pushing 'til I break down |
| ICloud, my crowd |
| Ballin' till the lights out |
| Saucing, it’s a workout |
| Pushing pushing pushing pushing |
| So I ask myself |
| Are you happy now |
| Do you cry at night |
| When the hunger keeps on running your mind |
| So I ask myself |
| Are you happy now |
| Do you cry at night |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right (Ain't right) |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right (Ain't right) |
| When the hunger keeps on running your mind (Your mind) |
| When the hunger keeps on running your mind (Your mind) |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right (Ain't right) |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right (Ain't right) |
| When the hunger keeps on running your mind (Your mind) |
| When the hunger keeps on running your mind (Your mind) |
| One day without my screen and the feelings that I’m getting |
| This reaction to addiction, so attached to something missing |
| Am I floating, am I tripping? |
| Gotta break from all these visions |
| Of the perfect life, all the perfect lies |
| That I download to my system, yeah I’m missing |
| Everything I want right here at my fingertips |
| The highest instant, the climax hitting |
| I double triple tap it like we sexing in the kitchen |
| Over and over, ecstasy is what is given |
| But comes down worse than spoons and syringes |
| The higher ups got the mass ruled trough some imaging |
| I send a tweet, my bank account gon' count them digits up |
| Lord knows that I’m tempted, silence is the enemy |
| Lord knows I miss it, my potential is boxed up |
| Lord knows we gifted, wake up in the morning |
| Not reaching for some fulfillment |
| If I could just kick it, ain’t no question that I’m the realest |
| I just lost myself in chasing |
| Wanted more, no patience |
| Feelings that I never told you |
| But I’ve been holding on to wires |
| Reaching up, I’m tired |
| I deny my own truth, just to keep up |
| Where you at, where you at, one man down |
| Where you at, where you at, two man down |
| Where you at, where you at, three man down |
| Where you at, where you at, looking for clout |
| Where you at, where you at, one man down |
| Where you at, where you at, two man down |
| Where you at, where you at, three man down |
| Where you at, where you at, looking for clout |
| So I ask myself |
| Are you happy now |
| Do you cry at night |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |
| So I ask myself |
| Are you happy |
| Do you cry at night |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |
| While you wonder why the rhythms ain’t right |