Voices in my head Lyrics

Say what I want and still get hyped up (yeah)

Energy levels go back up (woah)

Running off Red Bulls, Monsters, Rockstars (yeah, yeah)

Wake me up like a real rockstar (ahhh)

Yea, I'm hyped up, yeah, I'm hyped up

Yea, woah, yeah, I'm hyped up

Drivin in the night in brand new coupe-car (a new car)

Crashing the whip and I don't even fly far (phew)

Nerves are numbed from percs and mud-tar (ugh)

Truck intact cuz that bitch a tank car (tank car, brrr)

Working on shit like every day (yea-yeah)

Sitting in the studio, yeah, all day (woah)

Repping top game fit all day

Gold chain worth at least 2k (phew)

Twin caught trolling on the net, now the shots are rollin' (yeah)

Tension constant-growing and the opps are glocky-toting (growin, phew)

Me and gang are money tied, yea our pockets bloating (aaahhh)

New Balenci shoes got me on Insta straight up gloating

Promise yourself, that you don't get in the fray

Cause these bitches get always way too fuckin' cray

Bread and cheese on the shelf (woah, on the shelf)

Tread, no degrees, on the belt (on the belt)

New sweater, its made of felt (yeah, huh)

Dripped out like the Guelph

Seventeen titles like I'm the Celtics

Moving forward, yea, with kinetic

Energy been in genetics

Yeah, woah

Wahhh, Yea-arghhh

Uhh, u-uhh

Voices in my head, bitch

What the fuck is you talkin' bout

Ego high like sky

Man, even God ain't actin' out

Sometime that gon' cost you, bitch

Twin I'm already crossed out

How can I get back on Earth

When I was already tossed out

Voices telling me (woah), voices telling me (yeah)

Voices telling me, yeah (argh), that I gotta do this shit yeah

In my head are my intentions

In my head are my dimensions

Hop off the mac, I'm booting it

Whip out the yeah, I'm shooting it

Say what I want and still get hyped up (yeah)

Energy levels go back up (woah)

Running off Red Bulls, Monsters, Rockstars (yeah, yeah)

Wake me up like a real rockstar (ahhh)

Yea, I'm hyped up, yeah, I'm hyped up

Yea, woah, yeah, I'm hyped up

Drivin in the night in brand new coupe-car (a new car)

Crashing the whip and I don't even fly far (phew)

Nerves are numbed from percs and mud-tar (ugh)

Truck intact cuz that bitch a tank car (tank car, brrr)

Working on shit like every day (yea-yeah)

Sitting in the studio, yeah, all day (woah)

Repping top game fit all day

Gold chain worth at least 2k