Head in the Clouds

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[Hook]: Twenty four thousand That's how many times I been around here Twenty four thousand Hours, counting, head up in the clouds Twenty four thousand That's how many times I been around here Twenty four thousand Hours, counting, head up in the clouds [Verse 1]: Aggravated by adolescence I have to say that at Half this age I was catching blessings Or captivated with Imagination and acting reckless But flashing from past to present It's actually sad, now I'm trapped in a path that just has been destined For me to cross, I see the stars in the sky Nobody see a star in this guy I lack direction Lost and misguided, disguise My last attempt at Halting this pride, with dim lies Can I ask a question: Am I laughing stock forever? If I ain't even own a Half a block of cheddar Lavish cars and metal Wanna Magic carpet, leather Bag and wallet that are Swole 'cause Am a one percenter Have a card to enter Your club Half of y'all are fed up Can't evolve to get a Full cup Mad and often jealous Canon balls are sent but Your stuck Lacking all my mental Have it all but can get More bruh Yeah I just want more I want more (*Snap sound*) Snap out this daydream You ain't even poor bruh You just ungrateful most can't even afford the Luxuries you living Hundred scenes you flicking your way thru with Monthly subscriptions Hungry decisions, never knew it Double cheese with drinks and Mustard seed ingesting Must've seen you Wondering and thinking What it be to live with None of these so lovely things we gifted Stuck in streets horrific Juggling a bunch of deep commitments Struggling to live just Luckily it's A day dream to you Day dream to you My plate is full Still can't taste the food [Hook]: Twenty four thousand That's how many times I been around here Twenty four thousand Hours, counting, head up in the clouds Twenty four thousand That's how many times I been around here Twenty four thousand Hours, counting, head up in the clouds [Verse 2]: Aggravated that my Saturdays are spent inside alone I'm Half sedated wanna go outside smell aroma Instead I have stay confined to all this work I chose but Something on my mind I can't let go of Am I a laughing stock forever? If I ain't even go to Paris, Prague, Venice and Barcelona Vegas, Tokyo, and Sicily with Cosa Nostra And it don't even matter if it's all just a persona Posing picture perfect for the photo that I post up On every account that I got just so that I can show the Whole entire world I'm living fast I'll never slow up Autobahn at last I'll never slow I'll never slow (*Snap sound*) Snap out this daydream I see the course I'm colliding on I wanna live big but ignoring kids that are dying young Its like I got kaleidoscope multiplying my childish thoughts So when I pull it from my eyes, I see I'm in a violent storm I see news flash on the screen and now my mind is drawn I unmute the TV and sit beside it in silent calm Just to find, officer tryna justify his right and wrong As he testify about the other night up on his ride along Talking about adrenaline spike when he switch the siren on And pull over a couple of folks in Toyota Avalon Then hop out the squad car, get scared and discharge his firearm Take a step closer and see no gun, it's just the driver's card In fear for his badge, he leave 'em dying on the side of lawn Hop his ass back in the car and speed off leaving a tire mark Breathe a sigh of relief as the judge acquits him 'cause bias laws Commissioner give him a pat on the back and then the cycle continues Didn't mean to offend you Just a harsh reminder of the kinda shit that's been too Common, I've been dreaming seeking lavish life I'm into When people can't even survive to dream about the life they wanna to live through Whoa [Hook]: Twenty four thousand That's how many times I been around here Twenty four thousand Hours, counting, head up in the clouds Twenty four thousand That's how many times I been around here Twenty four thousand Hours, counting, head up in the clouds [Outro]: Way up in the clouds Head up in the clouds Way up in the clouds Head up in the clouds Stage 3, the final stage of this illness: Perceived Paralysis
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