All In Your Head Lyrics

Fuck drama I don't face it man

Rather play the cut and just blaze a pack

Fly enough to bring the 80s back

Cocaine and rollerblades on the track

Skip a function I'm parlaying

Just give me space when I'm stargazing

My goals not staying caged in

How you live from you mommas basement?

I'm on a California coastline

You taking Ls while I smoke mine

To the neck no clothesline

I cant wait to hit it like the hoe fine

I stand on it what you really on?

We could stir the pot sipping Deleon

Dry snitching call it telethon

Boy you ain't right cuz you hella wrong

Living life at my own pace

Make it all connect like the golden gate

Well rounded like a models waist

Your numbers off my pockets straight

Do what I feel and what I feel is true

Always spotted in a fancy vehicle

A couple chains no attachment issues

I laugh when they asking for credentials

Back on my bullshit and honestly I could care less bout those I offend

Unboxing the Clicquot with 100s of questions I swear y'all just sound like the feds

Once I be sipping I don't see a limit bitch I make this money to spend

That one day you woke up and thought you could fuck wit me that shit was all in your head

Dropping hints you need to get a clue

Birth legacies is what legends do

Known as the best in every crew

Well shit no wonder they envy Tru

Round here the only star is me

Curve dumb bitches like Cardi B

Well reserved I hardly speak

Rather lay up on a Florida beach

The car screech when I hit corners

It remind em of Daytona

Flat out I'm way bolder

You can spin blocks while I takeover

Money moves I'm gettin cash still

Light so much I got a gas bill

Just know you fake if you act real

Smile in my face but im past grills

Boy

I'm too rugged

I could back it up tell me who frontin

Coppin dubs I dont lose nothing

Even 1 haters too suspect

Game better than Steve Nash

Camera on the wrist my sleeve flash

Versatile they don't teach that

Ima mix of deju vu and relapse

Back on my bullshit and honestly I could care less bout those I offend

Unboxing the Clicquot with 100s of questions I swear y'all just sound like the feds

Once I be sipping I don't see a limit bitch I make this money to spend

That one day you woke up and thought you could fuck wit me that shit was all in your head