Headlines Lyrics

Feel my pain while I drink out my pain

Recognize it's twenty-twenty

Man this shit ain't the same

I'm the shit with a stain

I'm a gift with a brain

Bitch I'm flipping the page

I'm a bitch in a cage, uh

Shit I been thru ain't made for the weak, though

Pussy hoe feeling froggy never leap, though

Have you ever went a night never eat, though?

That's the type of shit to put you on ya feet, yo

Ten toes

I'm ten toes down

Didn't fold

Them hoes

Them hoes know now

Got my niggas them bros

Them kinfolk now

And I'm picking up the pace I can't slow down

Bitch I'm getting deeper then a pussy

Ya dig it?

And I'm getting richer than a bitch

Hoe it's written

To my knees every day I pray I'm forgiven

'Cause I swear I'ma need it for for the way I'm 'bouta kill 'em

Nigga

I just wanna get me a rack

Whatever that I put into it

I'm just getting it back

Try to beat me baby

You gotta be quicker than that

Gotta be slicker than that

I'm the bitch with the sack

Kickin' shit like a mack (Woah)

Said I gotta fuckin' do it for the West side

Said if you get my picture gotta catch the best side

Said I'll be riding 'till the motherfuckin' deadline

Said we won't stop until we make the fuckin' headlines

Yeah we ready to go

Oh yeah we ready to rock

Fuck gettin' quick to the paper

Let's put some shit in a stock

I know we seen niggas done elevated from sellin' rock

Niggas don't listen if you ain't talking 'bout shit on the block

But fuck it music the crack

I'm bringing real music back

I put my foot in the recipe

And I bruised up my back

I swear on everything I'ma give you the blues with the rap

Get you confused like who the hell put this bitch on a track?

But it's up

I told my niggas it ain't no one but us

And it's luck

Look we was blessed with talent and the money comin'

Yo trust

I got some niggas really willin' go to war

Let it bust

The stars we aiming for they ready get touched

It's a must, for real

They wonder how a bitch like me do it

It's more than appeal

I'm just steady sticking to the script and steady keeping it real

Pockets hefty they ain't missing a meal

It's 2020 I ain't missing a 'mill nigga

I just wanna get me a rack

Whatever that I put into it

I'm just getting it back

Try to beat me baby

You gotta be quicker than that

Gotta be slicker than that

I'm the bitch with the sack

Kickin' shit like a mack (Woah)

Said I gotta fuckin' do it for the West side

Said if you get my picture gotta catch the best side

Said I'll be riding 'till the motherfuckin' deadline

Said we won't stop until we make the fuckin' headlines

Headlines

Headlines

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Ooh, ooh

Ooh

Yeah

Yeah

Seen a couple things should've never saw

But a bitch seen it

And I'm still dreaming bout it

When I get to wildin'

Bitch I think got a good reason

Brother tell me

"Sis you know you 'gon get the 'fetti right?"

"It's your time now"

I know but sometimes I can't believe when I think

'Cause nigga come to find out

Your family fake and they know it

And niggas don't ever wanna fuckin' speak on it

And bitches try call you sis

Then cross you like Jesus

I ain't 'gon preach on it

I - I just pray that I'm great

Fuck with the bag you can die and hoe that's on the squad

I made a plan and I think 'Ima get it

But in reality that's up to God

I run circles round y'all bitches

Only time I'm ever 'round y'all bitches

Put in the work and now y'all get it

Mission complete and now y'all with it

(Uh)

Big bank

Big tree like Christmas

Don't share no piece no snippets

Think she runnin' this shit I clip her

Beat her ass and the bitches that's with her

Niggas told me no bluffin'

I did it

That's facts

Now a bitch done made on Fader

'Ima black on a white man

Ever try to play with my craft

Try take from my paper

Niggas ain't shit independent bitch

Nigga I'm 'gon do it don't need no favors

Make my words come to life

I ain't even gotta try

Fuck a pussy ass hoe ass hater

Bitch