HEADROOM! Lyrics

I need my headroom

I need some

Yeah

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom

Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do

We stop the clock, are you really rocking?

I went and foreign my whip

And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom

Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do (woah, woah)

We stop the clock, (yeah) are you really rocking?

I went and foreign my whip

And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

I need some headroom

Lil' bitch in my bedroom

She never did what I said to

So I left her as residue

Fuck all this talk bout a bitch

We just gon stop and get lit

Have a habit to efficiently brighten my wrist

Right when I hop out of bed

I got this habit to whip in a foreign with switches in store

And a bad little bitch who is gripping and flooring it

Habit to kick it with people enjoying it, never extorting a man

I swear I finally found out the way

I'm just too happy, I'm telling no fables

Feel like the king yeah I feel like Cornelius

Riding my horses right down to rodeo, yeah yeah

Get into trouble with Lufe

Always going up above in the booth

I won't ever live for nothing but days where I feel happy making all these money moves

For months me and shawty lived a fast life from a past life in a foreign crib

We ain't even hit half time in the past hype but right here, right now we live

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom

Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do

We stop the clock, are you really rocking?

I went and foreign my whip

And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom

Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do (woah, woah)

We stop the clock, are you really rocking?

I went and foreign my whip

And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

They said I needed a feature on this

They said I should hit a break for a bit

I said fuck are you talking about shoot I don't miss

You don't know 8 I'm a thief in this bitch

I had to wait to get over the block

Had to try abstinence, don't need a tie

I can sit back and let birdies go flap but I still like when baby go boobalybop

See I only let one of my brothers get verses

I'm a stack up my pens no more dirges

Mama slipped me the secret to eternity

'If I'm not up I can't stop on the searching'

I'm searching for world peace

I'm a new hitter who that you, me?

I'm king of the underdog league

I been stacking my bread like a bankroll, brand like I'm Bruce Lee

How could I have ever known that my competition would be from you

I remember when I talked to my foe, you seemed like somebody I did not even know

Now I go forward I'm having to live with you, so I can never live like I'm alone

They know I would never let no one inhibit me, that's why I'm winning

Now moving for dividends is all I know

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom

Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do

We stop the clock, are you really rocking?

I went and foreign my whip

And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom

Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do (woah, woah)

We stop the clock, are you really rocking?

I went and foreign my whip

And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah