Head In the Clouds

È una grande liberazione quando accetti che non puoi accontentare tutti
È quando cambiamo il nostro stesso percorso basandoci su quello che gli altri si Aspettano da noi
È lì che perdiamo quello che siamo
Potranno odiarti per questo, ma ricorda: non puoi essere arrabbiato in paradiso
kAmp

I got my head in the clouds
I ain't never coming down
Everybody see we up
Now they tryna come around
I got my head in the clouds
I ain't never coming down
Everybody see we up
Now they tryna come around

I got my head in the clouds
I ain't never coming down
You keep on running your mouth
All that talking, I ain't hear a sound motherfucker
16 in the holster, ain't got a care on my shoulder
Angel up there tryna keep me sober
But imma do me 'til my run is over like yeah
Oh no, don't you try that
You know we gon bite back
I heard that they scheming on me
Oh no, I don't like that
Better @ if you type that, and they watching me closely yuh
They all hate when we down so when they come around, I'm riding on my lonely yuh

Ok
First things first, catch me doing time for a motherfucking heresay nah
C'est la vie, never gonna cry boutta bitch after one date aye
I mean like, oh my Jesus, I can't believe us, that we would be up
So hard to reach us, drive foreign Kias, with crying speakers and drug areans yuh
Passing me up when all of your focus is set on the background
Try to speak up but all of my thoughts in my head staying packed down
Cause they mad while we had the numb pack
Well he said what she said just fuck with me instead

Bliss, when we had the mud on the kicks
When we wasn't hunting the fix
When we gave a fuck boutta bitch
Shit
I wish
That we ain't never had to split
Never worried bout a fit
We was dashin in the whip
Now I'm cashin in my sins
Devil gettin rich

I got my head in the clouds
I ain't never coming down
You keep on running your mouth
All that talking, I ain't hear a sound motherfucker
16 in the holster, ain't got a care on my shoulder
Angel up there tryna keep me sober
But imma do me 'til my run is over like yeah
Oh no, don't you try that
You know we gon bite back
I heard that they scheming on me
Oh no, I don't like that
Better @ if you type that, and they watching me closely yuh
They all hate when we down so when they come around, I'm riding on my lonely yuh

What you need, what you got
Who to trust, who to not
They tryna put me in a box
I told 'em wait until we drop
Getting gassed by the white kid in short shorts
Bitches mad, but I try to ignore whores
Big bag, when we dining it's 4 course
Four-four on the side, imma warlord
Swear these kids looking for something different
Tired of hearing 'bout fucking bitches
Got that tunnel vision for that mumbling
All that sipping got you stumbling
KAmp. coming with the switch-up
Momma told me keep my chin up
On the come up? Nah we been up
Told 'em wake up, bitch get up

Bliss, when we had the mud on the kicks
When we wasn't hunting the fix
When we gave a fuck boutta bitch
Shit
I wish
That I could wash off all the sins
I could do it all over again
But it all be the same in the end, the same in the end

I got my head in the clouds
I ain't never coming down
You keep on running your mouth
All that talking, I ain't hear a sound motherfucker
16 in the holster, ain't got a care on my shoulder
Angel up there tryna keep me sober
But imma do me 'til my run is over like yeah
Oh no, don't you try that
You know we gon bite back
I heard that they scheming on me
Oh no, I don't like that
Better @ if you type that, and they watching me closely yuh
They all hate when we down so when they come around, I'm riding on my lonely yuh



Credits
Writer(s): Draven Stamper
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