Head In The Clouds

[Intro] [Seven talking]: 1, 2, 3, 4 oh! I'm not even going to say it. For real there wasn't enough time right there. It's XV and Seven. You know X, he's the rapper. I'm the DJ. For real like, I'm not a DJ though I can't DJ. You know like, he's the cool one. I'm the nerd. Basement nerd. Make all these beats. Let's go, X [Verse One]: Sitting in the booth, don't know what to write First line should it be about the hoes or the ice? Instead I stole a Nas line So I'm focused, I write whatever comes to my mind aiight? Never forced to go and hustle Never really struggle And momma did what she could It was just the allure of the life Drug deals, shaved dice, thug ills, late night Up in the hood Although I had dreams that I never told the team Cause I knew it was something they never understood I wanted to rap so I did it in the back But I never let 'em hear cause I wasn't that good At times I just wanted to get away From all that I chase Grab a pen and just drift away Say things that I couldn't say Stayed in the clouds I'll have frequent flier miles by the time I come down Now [Verse Two]: Momma used to say I had A.D.D So I learned J.D.F. before my A.B.C.s I was no dummy but I fooled around like a clown With that added you see my absence from that cap and that gown Now I'm 'bout to be Feeling like Charlie and The Chocolate Factory I don't wanna come down If it's the gene's that I get from my pops That dreams I'll probably seem that I'm headed for the clouds Do I give off, the fact I drift off, before I lift off? Cause if it was all in my reach with one blink I would miss y'all Rolled with niggas who kept them loaded automatics Tucked in their khakis, no baddies, smoked fatties and used to Crip Walk Placed a mansion picture on the ceiling of my room That I will be building soon if this album really gets far And if nah, then I'm headed for the clouds Dreaming till I choose to come down Now