Head High Lyrics

Gotta keep my head high

I know they wanna see me down

I know they wanna see me out

I know they talk bad about me when I ain't around

She sneakin' pictures while I'm sleepin'

Tryna get some clout

Them bags ain't even less a week

This shit like In-N-Out Bulletproof the SUV back-to-back How we ride around

The money got my mind different My diamonds shine different I ain't been entertainin' These hoes

I never mind bitches I just ate a whole eight of srooms It got my

Mind trippin I just seen Lil Brody on the news We was just

Ridin' chillin' Why you gon' tell the world I'm cheating put

Em in our business

I just had to slow down on the drank got me in my feelings

And that shit hurt for real Knew I was the one Knew they was hating before I had a deal

We all we got came from the gutter used to split happy meals

Brody in the Feds I'm just prayin' that he get a appeal

Think about Lil Tony Shit got me ready to crack a seal

Look over the city but I'm tucked away in Hidden Hills

We done came a long way from the rec Now I be in the hills

Made a hundred off the rap Man this shit been gettin' real

I done ran up hella M's

Had to kick the door cause they ain't let us in

I ain't fucking round with you niggas only my brother nem

I can't cuff on none of these bitches won't do no cuddling

Cause I know exactly how they act when It ain't coming in

All Alone All alone I was all alone and I ain't have no-one to hold it got my mind gone

Mind gone

I know when that money low I aint coming home

My Young nigga facing twenty years acting like nothing wrong

I aint even bust open the P boy this shit hella strong

I be playing victim with my bitch knowing that I be wrong

I can't sleep without it fuck I look like leaving it at home

My bitch say I'm tripping I hop out with this big thirty on me

My young he ain't got no picks he trying murder sumn

I ran up that cash Got in my bag and put my brother on

I ain't chasing ass ain't got no cash Then lil bitch run along

Brody geek just popped a Bin

Hot car sliding we swapped the vin

My young niggas lockin in They active they trying swap again

My Young niggas ain't buying no Glocks They only swapping gens

My youngin' geek try spin a bin He drop shit then he spin again