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Below The Clouds (feat. Blu)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Below The Clouds (feat. Blu) was released on July 11, 2025 by Fat Beats Records as a part of the album Richmond Hill (Deluxe)

Song Details

AlbumRichmond Hill (Deluxe)

Release DateJuly 11, 2025

LabelFat Beats Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM77

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Masta Ace

Performer

Marco Polo

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Duval Clear

Songwriter

Marco Bruno

Songwriter

John Barnes

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Marco Polo

Producer

Shy The BeatYoda

Shy The BeatYoda

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

So many things I would have done

But clouds got in my way

Shout to Guru, Inspectah Deck, Primo

Y'all dudes don't belong up here with us

Nah, stay down there

So many things I would have done

But clouds got in my way

The rules of thumb, all you fish chum dudes are dumb

Where you from? Matter of fact, tell me who you brung?

We outnumber y'all bums like two-to-one

This tobacco dip spit, y'all just chew some gum

I bring the pain like a sharp spike through the tongue

I'm Marshawn, fourth and one, on a bruising run

You the type, plan a heist but you lose the gun

I'm the type, stand and fight while you choose to run (punk)

This ain't a sprint, it's a marathon

I used to buy fatigues up at Paragon

My voice fill the room like I'm Sarah Vaughn

Got 'em all scared like I had a bomb (shook)

Got 'em all scared like a paranorm'

They shit-talking to themselves like they're mad at mom

I got the dough, I got the cheese, I'm the pizza plug

All these dusty-ass thugs, time to beat the rug

He on Instagram acting like he needs a hug

But it all goes down when we reach the club

Marco Polo, that's my secret weapon

You don't like it, you can keep it stepping

Go get some stamps on your passport

So you can see firsthand all the people checking

These pop dudes making soda proud

On stage but they don't know the crowd

That's because they live below the clouds

So many things I would have done

But clouds got in my way

Get your head out the clouds

This song fill your head and it's loud

I know you wanna make your mama proud

But you gotta get your head up out the clouds, boy

Get your head out the clouds

Get your head out the clouds

Just another head in the crowd

You gotta get your head up out the clouds

Live from the 'la, I light up the lye like "take me high"

To the sky, and I'm not coming back until my raps make me fly

Over crowds, til I'm up in the clouds

And I'm not coming down

Fuck touching the ground after puffing some loud

Busting style after style

Clap a clown down 'til the ground collapse, I

Wanted a crown for a while

Even a house that

Feels like a castle and not something small like a mousetrap

My Warner check bounced but I bounced back

All my life I just wanted a major deal

I planned out everything I would do when I make a mil'

Buy my mom a house, big enough to fit her ten kids

As a kid, I would say "I'mma make it big when I get big"

Spent twenty years putting music out

But getting dropped brought me down to earth cause at first my head was through the clouds

Thinking I'mma be rich and famous, which seems aimless

When you tryna make it outta the basement, you need a spaceship

To blast outta poverty, enter some prosperity

Rarely do the bomb MCs blow

It's not fair, it seems embarrassing

The main thing we share with the teens is carry a heat to bury your peeps

Hating on the way you carry bling

Yo, I'm married to this thing called rap, a fat wedding ring

I said some things to get me claps

I said things that will get me clapped

But everything came from the heart, straight from the start

If I felt it was getting tainted then I would break it apart

It's all love, and I know my blessings come from up above

But it was...

So many things I would have done

But clouds got in my way

Get your head out the clouds

This song fill your head and it's loud

I know you wanna make your mama proud

But you gotta get your head up out the clouds, boy

Get your head out the clouds

Get your head out the clouds

Just another head in the crowd

You gotta get your head up out the clouds

I looked at clouds that way

So many things I would have done

But clouds got in my way

Written by: Duval Clear, John Barnes, Marco Bruno

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