YOUNG JEEZY - In My Head lyrics
rate meYou know me, I don’t give a fuck, I’ll headbutt that brick
Came in with Niemen Marcus now I’ll tell you what ain't my nigga
If you steady talking then you know how to live, my nigga
Got a whole thing in a dope bag right now nigga solo
Just left the spot and I swear a nigga reek narcotics
Use the formula stove, yeah, you sweating, nigga, eating narcotics
Foreign whip, foreign bitch, yeah, got a nigga hooked on phonics
Got the whole kitchen smoked up like the shit hooked on chronic
I can't even sleep
I got trap shit in my head
I can't even eat
I got trap shit in my head
When I be in the club
I got trap shit in my head
Me and shorty be making love
I got trap shit in my head
When I’m in my whip
I got trap shit in my head
Stand all up in my clique
I got trap shit in my head
When I be seeing drugs
I got trap shit in my head
When I be in the club
I got trap shit in my head
Hold up
You thought a nigga really wasn’t gonna talk kilo no more?
Hold up
Like a nigga hit the studio and never ever, ever sold no blow
Hold up
Hauling in 36 and it sounding like I’m dead for real
Hold up
If I was Boston George, I'd off Diego for real
I ain't buying no Cristal
Tell me what you drinking, hoe
My niggas spent about ten thou’
Put him in a Lincoln, hoe
Stove on like a steak on it
Wrapped up with the tape on it
Staying up with the baking soda
Only the rat got a face on it
Either that or a boss, nigga scoring or something
Don’t ask me if I did it, nigga, I’m talking like Memphis, what’s up
You got two 125s so you already know what you missing
Residue in the glass pot
Gave my lil’ cousin 200 dollars, tell him do them dishes
I can't even sleep
I got trap shit in my head
I can't even eat
I got trap shit in my head
When I be in the club
I got trap shit in my head
Me and shorty be making love
I got trap shit in my head
When I’m in my whip
I got trap shit in my head
Stand all up in my clique
I got trap shit in my head
When I be seeing drugs
I got trap shit in my head
When I be in the club
I got trap shit in my head
This one time, this one time and I ain't talking ‘bout band camp
Told man something wrong with this
Check it dog, look at the damn stamp
This re-rock, this compress, you paid for it, you damn fool
The first thing they teach you on the first day of yayo school
New mechanic, I keep two, and I don’t panic, I keep cool
20 blocks at my nigga house, call it brick made Sunday school
Put together everybody money, that way everybody lasts
Get to talking about a math test, that way everybody pass
I can't even sleep
I got trap shit in my head
I can't even eat
I got trap shit in my head
When I be in the club
I got trap shit in my head
Me and shorty be making love
I got trap shit in my head
When I’m in my whip
I got trap shit in my head
Stand all up in my clique
I got trap shit in my head
When I be seeing drugs
I got trap shit in my head
When I be in the club
I got trap shit in my head
Thanks to TBK for correcting these lyrics
