Inside My Head

I grew up on the south side of reston ,

I know I ain’t been perfect

I hope that they accept me in heaven ,

Every loss that I have taken

I have turned to a lesson ,

They told me work for the county

And go earn me a pension ,

I know it’s a blessing

Why it’s gift wrapped in spikes

I guess that I’ll never guess it

I think that Moneys made for happiness

So I never stress it

Turns out that you was right

I gotta give you your credit

That’s how I feel and now I really expressed it

That’s how I feel

You know I’m keep it real

I was out there baggin Safeway

To get me a meal

I stole my mothers Xanax just to see how it feel

Im breakin down with my homies just to show em I’m real

I was only fourteen and addicted to pills

You getting money all they see is the bills

They don’t notice what you going through or care how you feel

Tell the truth I wanted bodies I was craving to kill

Just to prove that I’m the hardest and to show em I’m ill

Just to prove that I’m the smartest when I’m out in the field

Crooked teeth I always wanted some grills

That crooked smile never worked you’ll never know how I feel

The pain would always fade away when I was out in them hills

Lil e but I could never be lil

Boss man when I was making them deals

Some people wanted money

I just wanted the real

I Couldn’t get no clothes for school

So I wanted steal

Looking up to my pops who was beating my mother

Watched another man step up who was feeding my brother

I was fuckin with a bitch

And we was robbing each other

Of the truth and of our heart

I still thought that I loved her

I was fuckin on the bunnies

Cause they brought me to school

I got the baddest bitch around

But I was playing it cool

My name holds some weight

Like the weight of a pool

A couple times I was played like a fool

I’m honest

If you ask me then I’m telling the truth

Tripping off the acid

I was fighting a goof

Fats pistol whipped

hit em right in his tooth

Accused attempted murder

They was lackin the proof

The migos jumped my man

That was right in the coop

I was trynna keep the peace

I was right In the loop

But that time they crossed a line

Like a line on a hoop

They want a nickel bag for five

So I would serve em some poop

You thinking bout your future

I was think bout today

I was trapping out of Jersey Mike’s

To earn me a raise

I Met big Chris the plug

He swore I owed a eighth

I’ve always been good money

See it right in my face

They wanna paint me a villain

When I’m fighting my case

They wanna walk in my shoes

But they don’t know what it takes

I gotta sacrifice it all

Just to stay in my place

I keep my foot on the petal

I ain’t taking no breaks