In My Head
Jd Ballin
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(Yuh) And shawty you ain't gotta lie don't act like you ain't really missin me I ain't do no wrong so don't talk crazy when you mention me I just wanna Make a living off these songs Sometimes I get up in my head I told a nigga leave me lone I roll a pack and I ain't sippen less its Henny or patron And burn that bitch all the way till all this stress on me be gone They ain't believe that's what they said to me Ain't give a f*ck about my dream so niggas dead to me Talk behind my back that's pussy shit you niggas feds to me Quick to say some shit I know these niggas finna judge I don't really care cas it is what it was Was in a I eight for the first time in my life, that shit was motivation Told myself I gotta get it, rushing nigga so impatient Riding right through Charlotte giving food to the homeless people Brody had to bless, that nigga crazy we don't know these people Man I got a big heart tryna figure out who real or not Had to get away, cas where I was I knew I couldn't stop Doing the same shit I used to do and man I never got it Thinking shit was cool, they only love you when a nigga poppin Had a little buzz it started dying don't know what to do Stay up in the booth, I pour my heart into this shit I do Thought that I would blow a couple times and that shit never happened Niggas selling dreams to me, but truely niggas really cappin Wanted to give up a couple times, like why I'm really rapping? Music in my blood and niggas telling me I'm really snappin I don't know bout killing all I kill is pussy and a nigga body beats We was on the papi, now I parked the Rover down the street Can't wait till I could cop my own, cas then a nigga really beast Grew up in the north a Jersey nigga, yea I'm from the east And I been so gone I just wanna blow but this shit taking so long Brody call me from the pin He told me he gone beat the case he pleading innocent Don't know when he'll come home Just keep on writing with the pen I know it's been so long, but I know you ain't giving in So I gotta go hard, cas niggas really tryna make it Ain't nothing promised, not tomorrow, not no new vacation Its YGH the fucking gang man we was in the basement Me, Sxa, Lid, and Cito talking bout this music Yea we was plottin every night like how we finna do it See Lid the goat he started selling shirts and getting to it And me and Nicely used to set up in the living room See niggas really was the topic, niggas can assume (Yuh) And shawty you ain't gotta lie don't act like you ain't really missin me I ain't do no wrong so don't talk crazy when you mention me I just wanna Make a living off these songs Sometimes I get up in my head I told a nigga leave me lone I roll a pack and I ain't sippin less its Henny or patron And burn that bitch all the way till all this stress on me be gone They ain't believe that's what they said to me Ain't give a f*ck about my dream so niggas dead to me Talk behind my back that's pussy shit you niggas feds to me Quick to say some shit I know these niggas finna judge I don't really care cus it is what it was
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