Heavy Is the Head

Aye
This shit is all me, no label advance
Talk how they making moves but they never advance
I get calm before I start tweaking
Then proceed to body, every fucking body that gave me a reason
Through the pressure I'm watching them shrinking
JPay to Rasheed to make sure that he eating
When he home, watch he rise like the Phoenix
They overlook me but it's funny I'm over achieving
I peep they demeanor
Came up with niggas that got everything they wanted and needed
Same niggas stressed, trying to be street for no reason
Really they skimming the surface, crazy I know them in person
They ends like distant cousins, they barely be meeting
Not one for handouts rather do it myself
Plus my hands too fucking full trying to deal with myself
Too sick of niggas to ever just do this shit for my health
Most high showing whats right
Devil keep pulling me left

Yeah
A lot of lessons learned in 2018
Let that bitch breathe

Aye
I Dropped forever mood just to give them a tease
Now everybody on my dick pressed about my release
Setup a press release just to tell them I'll drop when I please
Cd's 100 a pop bitch, I'll charge what I please
Nights late plus I'm up before the early birds
Can't afford no days off like an intern
Feelings I cant explain so I keep them internal
Been chasing perfect peace but I know that ain't shit perfect
Stayed investing in myself because I know what my worth is
Around these niggas I keep my distance like I'm allergic
Shoulders sore from always reaching towards my highest purpose
Penetrate her so deep, she started getting nervous
Don't see the field, my competition between my ears
Been facing fears, this lonely road that greatness is
Been playing Nip to get me through a lot of shit
Never stop shooting my shot till I empty the clip



Credits
Writer(s): Travis Malone
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