MYBRAIN

When the time right I might pop up in your city just to rock it

From Texas up to Brooklyn then to Philly like I'm Harden

When I step up on that stage I treat that shit like it's the garden

Cause when they scream my name, nah, money ain't a thing

And I'm thinking most of the time I get so lonely cause ain't no one in my lane

You can gas up who you wanna this shit pumping in my veins

I'm a spaceship, you a Honda, we ain't nothing in the same

When I tell you there ain't nothing else that's running on my brain now

Nothing, nothing else that's running on my brain

And I'm thinking all the time

And there ain't nothing else that's running on my brain