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NF released his first mixtape, CLOUDS (THE MIXTAPE), on March 26, 2021. During its ominous, chest-beating title track, he explains why he crafted a mixtape rather than his usual albums and EPs.
Mixtapes aren't my thing, but it's been awfully exhausting
Hanging onto songs this long is daunting
Because he could not tour due to the COVID pandemic, he'd been holding on to his songs. "I like to build shows with stuff from the covers, stuff from the videos," he said, "I like making it all one thing."
The Michigan rapper added that as he can't hold on to his unreleased tracks any longer, he decided to give his fans a mixtape.
As the track progresses, NF becomes more fiery, delivering braggadocio rhymes about his continued ascent.
Beat all the odds, I ain't got no limits
Cannot be stopped, you payin' attention?
Flexing the gravity of his ambitions contrasts with some of NF's previous material, such as "Leave Me Alone," where he talks of being tormented by his success. Now that his mental well-being has improved he's planning on setting up camp on top of the charts.
The song title comes from a line in the first verse when NF references his meteoric rise:
Come out the clouds like a meteor rock
Then land on the earth like "Ready or not?"
When NF's third studio album, Perception, debuted at #1 on the Billboard 200, he seemed to have come out of nowhere. As a Christian MC who keeps his rhymes clean, many believed NF's tracks had a limited market, but he proved them wrong.
NF introduces the song with what sounds like gibberish. It is, in fact, the phrase "head's in the clouds" played pitched down in reverse.
NF created the thundering, industrial beat along with his primary producer, Tommee Profitt.
Mixtapes aren't my thing, but it's been awfully exhausting
Hanging onto songs this long is daunting
Because he could not tour due to the COVID pandemic, he'd been holding on to his songs. "I like to build shows with stuff from the covers, stuff from the videos," he said, "I like making it all one thing."
The Michigan rapper added that as he can't hold on to his unreleased tracks any longer, he decided to give his fans a mixtape.
As the track progresses, NF becomes more fiery, delivering braggadocio rhymes about his continued ascent.
Beat all the odds, I ain't got no limits
Cannot be stopped, you payin' attention?
Flexing the gravity of his ambitions contrasts with some of NF's previous material, such as "Leave Me Alone," where he talks of being tormented by his success. Now that his mental well-being has improved he's planning on setting up camp on top of the charts.
The song title comes from a line in the first verse when NF references his meteoric rise:
Come out the clouds like a meteor rock
Then land on the earth like "Ready or not?"
When NF's third studio album, Perception, debuted at #1 on the Billboard 200, he seemed to have come out of nowhere. As a Christian MC who keeps his rhymes clean, many believed NF's tracks had a limited market, but he proved them wrong.
NF introduces the song with what sounds like gibberish. It is, in fact, the phrase "head's in the clouds" played pitched down in reverse.
NF created the thundering, industrial beat along with his primary producer, Tommee Profitt.
Calmly, feel myself evolving
Appalling, so much I'm not divulging
Been stalling, I think I hear applauding, they're calling
Mixtapes aren't my thing, but it's been awfully exhausting
Hanging onto songs this long is daunting (yeah)
Which caused me to have to make a call I thought was ballsy
Resulting in what you see today, proceed indulging
As always, the one trick pony's here, so quit your sulking
Born efficient, got ambition, sorta vicious, yup, that's me (woo)
Not artistic, unrealistic, chauvinistic, not those things
Go the distance, so prolific, posts are cryptic, move swiftly
Unsubmissive, the king of mischief
The golden ticket, rare sight to see
I stay committed, embrace the rigid
I'm playful with it, yeah, basically
Too great to mimic, you hate, you're bitter
No favoritism, that's fine with me
Create the riddles, portrayed uncivil
Unsafe a little, oh yes, indeed
It's plain and simple, I'm far from brittle
Unbreakable, you following?
I'm Bruce Willis in a train wreck
I'm like trading in your car for a new jet
I'm like having a boss getting upset
'Cause you asked him for less on your paycheck
I'm like doing headstands with a broke neck
I'm like watching your kid take his first steps
I'm like sayin' Bill Gates couldn't pay rent
'Cause he's too broke- where am I goin' with this?
Unbelievable, yes, yes, inconceivable
See myself as fairly reasonable
But at times I can be stubborn, so
If I have to, I will rock the boat
I don't tend to take the easy road
That's just not the way I like to roll
What you think's probably unfeasible
I've done already a hundredfold, a hundredfold
It's probable that I might press the envelope
Ideas so astronomical
Sometimes I find them comical
Yeah, incomparable
Replay value phenomenal
Beat selection remarkable
Slowing me down, impossible
I don't rock no Rollie's
I don't hang around no phonies (nope)
I don't really got no trophies
I don't know why God chose me (I don't know)
Got something in the cup, ain't codeine (never)
Change my style, they told me
Now they come around like, "Homie"
Man, y'all better back up slowly, back up slowly
Woo, who are you kidding?
How could you doubt me? I've always delivered
Ripping the teeth out of the back of my mouth's
The closest you get to my wisdom
See my initial thought was to wait
But what can I say? I had to come visit
Check on you guys, you doin' alright?
Your year really sucked? Yeah, that's what I figured
They cover they heads up whenever I drop
Shake the whole industry, put 'em in shock
Come out the clouds like a meteor rock
Then land on the Earth like, "Ready or not?"
Ain't no one like me, the cream of the crop
Don't even front, better give me some props
I pick up your body and throw it a block
Okay, I admit it, that's over the top, not
Deer in the headlights looks every time I step my foot on the ground
I get mistook for a lame with no weight to his name
Ground just shook, let's not beat around the bush
Even my B-sides throw 'em off like, "How's he do it?"
Some say I'm a great influence
I don't know about that, but I did do the best I could
"Hollywood, Hollywood
Hope Nate doesn't go Hollywood"
You think that you don't know me good
You think that you don't know me good
"Hollywood, Hollywood
Hope Nate doesn't go Hollywood"
You think that you don't know me good
You think that you don't know me
I-I-I always advance, say how I feel, you know where I stand
Raisin' the bar, I gotta expand
Top of the charts, I'm setting up camp
Pound in my stakes, I put up my tent
Shoot for the stars, they fall in my hand
Stick to my guns, I don't even flinch
Can push all you want, ain't movin' an inch
I rarely miss, you know I'm relentless
Ain't got a choice, no way to prevent it
Just who I am, and I don't regret it
See what I want and then I go get it
Followed my gut, I'm happy I did it
Beat all the odds, I ain't got no limits
Cannot be stopped, you payin' attention?
I ain't gotta say it, they know where my head is
They know where my head is (head is)
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Tommee Profitt / Nate Feuerstein
CLOUDS lyrics © Capitol Cmg Paragon, Capitol Cmg Genesis, Tommee Profitt Songs, Nf Real Publishing
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