In My Head
Things will never be the same
Dripping paint when I switch lanes
Thoughts running thru my brain, like
Where do I go from here
Have I reached my ceiling
Can I give em what they need
And make the music that they feelin now
The ones that say money don't make us ain't never made money
Be the same ones talking that shit but won't fight they be running
I don't pick and choose
I don't got minutes to lose
I know no other options I just make it do what it do
I never learned another way I never needed to
Even when I failed I still did what I needed to
Get the fuck up wipe the dust off
You ain't help me now it's fuck y'all
Middle fingers are up
Pour some more drank in your cup
Cuz you ain't turnt up enough come over here get turned out
You can be part of the team I'll put you on the corner now
Your a whore to the industry so come be a whore for me
You sold your soul to the industry shoulda sold it to
Me
I know what your thinking this man here has lost his mind
Can't lose something I never had baby I will be fine
I know what your thinking this man here has lost his mind
Can't lose something I never had baby I will be fine
Things will never be the same
Dripping paint when I switch lanes
Thoughts running thru my brain, like
Where do I go from here
Have I reached my ceiling
Can I give em what they need
And make the music that they feelin now
Dripping paint when I switch lanes
Thoughts running thru my brain, like
Where do I go from here
Have I reached my ceiling
Can I give em what they need
And make the music that they feelin now
The ones that say money don't make us ain't never made money
Be the same ones talking that shit but won't fight they be running
I don't pick and choose
I don't got minutes to lose
I know no other options I just make it do what it do
I never learned another way I never needed to
Even when I failed I still did what I needed to
Get the fuck up wipe the dust off
You ain't help me now it's fuck y'all
Middle fingers are up
Pour some more drank in your cup
Cuz you ain't turnt up enough come over here get turned out
You can be part of the team I'll put you on the corner now
Your a whore to the industry so come be a whore for me
You sold your soul to the industry shoulda sold it to
Me
I know what your thinking this man here has lost his mind
Can't lose something I never had baby I will be fine
I know what your thinking this man here has lost his mind
Can't lose something I never had baby I will be fine
Things will never be the same
Dripping paint when I switch lanes
Thoughts running thru my brain, like
Where do I go from here
Have I reached my ceiling
Can I give em what they need
And make the music that they feelin now
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Greer
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