Head in the Clouds (feat. Grace Torna)
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
I cannot be the father figure that my mother wanted to
We can't keep leaving empty liquor bottles in my living room
I'm like the living proof of coming out the womb
With just a few wires crossed and a certain 'je sais quoi'
The top echelon of excellence
Y'all feigning for my new shit
Self esteeming, late releasing mind is teeming 'til I lose it
I've been meaning to introduce you to
The newest would be drug abusing loser
In the booth beggar to chooser
Who'da knew he'd do pursue it
JM, I am the nigga with the laptop
My raps is painting pictures so the past is just a backdrop
Flask sipping 'til the last drop the mantra I went home to
My spirit feelin empty so The Bible like some soul food
I'm home grown, fully atoned and I'm still killing shit
Look up
Can't fucking tell me where my ceiling is
Nah, all I see is just that writing in the clouds
So when I'm on my way up
All my niggas hold it down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
I often take it back to times that I-
That I've been lost
I got experience in finding mine but-
But what's the cost of tryna grind and modify my vision
Helped and hurt by disposition
I've been on top and way below the line I hate division
I'll sit in petty pews praying for a prayer 'ma
The way a minute moves I fold my hands and say a
Little second verse to niggas that's been clocked out on the first
I'll say it 60 times, perfect my rhyme
That's one for every verse
See this that shit that make me know I'm better than the rest
I'm doin 10 times more with only 10 percent
Of what these niggas have
So a nigga mad 'cuz I ain't never had enough
How you talkin all this shit when nigga I can see your bluff
I been through changes but I'm still 'lil brother with the hunger
I still got my old voice mail box from when I was younger
Hit that number, hit the line back
Took hits harder than linebackers
But she's just a memory that I keep on rewinding nah
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
Don't hold me down
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
I cannot be the father figure that my mother wanted to
We can't keep leaving empty liquor bottles in my living room
I'm like the living proof of coming out the womb
With just a few wires crossed and a certain 'je sais quoi'
The top echelon of excellence
Y'all feigning for my new shit
Self esteeming, late releasing mind is teeming 'til I lose it
I've been meaning to introduce you to
The newest would be drug abusing loser
In the booth beggar to chooser
Who'da knew he'd do pursue it
JM, I am the nigga with the laptop
My raps is painting pictures so the past is just a backdrop
Flask sipping 'til the last drop the mantra I went home to
My spirit feelin empty so The Bible like some soul food
I'm home grown, fully atoned and I'm still killing shit
Look up
Can't fucking tell me where my ceiling is
Nah, all I see is just that writing in the clouds
So when I'm on my way up
All my niggas hold it down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
I often take it back to times that I-
That I've been lost
I got experience in finding mine but-
But what's the cost of tryna grind and modify my vision
Helped and hurt by disposition
I've been on top and way below the line I hate division
I'll sit in petty pews praying for a prayer 'ma
The way a minute moves I fold my hands and say a
Little second verse to niggas that's been clocked out on the first
I'll say it 60 times, perfect my rhyme
That's one for every verse
See this that shit that make me know I'm better than the rest
I'm doin 10 times more with only 10 percent
Of what these niggas have
So a nigga mad 'cuz I ain't never had enough
How you talkin all this shit when nigga I can see your bluff
I been through changes but I'm still 'lil brother with the hunger
I still got my old voice mail box from when I was younger
Hit that number, hit the line back
Took hits harder than linebackers
But she's just a memory that I keep on rewinding nah
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
And I ain't ever ever ever come down
On God I got my head in the clouds
And my heart and my head and my mind off the ground
On god there's nothing holdin' me down
I'm so high in the clouds
Don't hold me down
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Kearns, John Michel Szulinski, Grace Torna
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