In My Head
Please don't push me to the edge
Push me into the algorithm
Give me play like you my father nigga
Fuck them other ones, let yo boy get time to shine
I ain't even reach my peak
So best believe I count the tines
On the fork, as I stab into this steak
Medium well, potatoes baked
With wild rice on the side
Give me some more buttered rolls
Cause I been honor roll
Give me time to bubble though
Before you try to huddle though
Cause all my obstacles, I treat them like a hurdle yo
Just me and my opposition
Am I gone let him tear me down
Or am I gone jump on those
Those jumped I rose
I guess it's a juxtapose
Or simile, metaphor, hyperbole, sum like that
Ya see, I ain't wanna be the man of steel
But fuck it you've found it's me
Cheese
I pose for the picture
I'm with God at the supper table drinking elixir
Talking bout myself sounding selfish
But knowing that that energy is listening ain't really helping
Nothing but feeding my ego
Never left the table, I ate the scraps never throw it in the depot
Can't save for later cause tomorrow never promised
So I promise myself no matter climate
That mental mountain you better climb it
Hike it, run it
Rather it's at the 40 yard line, you better punt it
Cause to chase a dream might mean nothing
But to me it means everything
Put that passion into a couple things
Buckle down
Find yo sound
Promote yo shii
Play yo own track like you yo favorite artist bitch
Cause to put words on track, you gotta be loving it
You can't let them loosen yo grip
Proboscidea, finna evolve into the rarest form
It's legit, can hear me coming yeah affirmative
Times I reminisce, bumping The Warm Up on Datpiff
And plenty more
Thank you Cole
I don't give a fuck what a critic say about you bro
You a legend and yo legacy cemented, you already know
I'm tryna get like that and more
Set my bar so high that even when I'm close
I'm still further away than most
I ain't chasing success but that's just the fruit of the labor
Don't care bout offending genitalia
Check the blood on yo labia
It's an overflow
Yo best track can't even top this flow
And if it do, oh well
I'm deeper in my duffel this year, more than usual
Extraordinaire, iconic, I'm just amazing ho
Point blank simple, it ain't difficult
I'm in pockets like I'm patting my coat
Coming from Elkhart Indiana in my city it be cold
Bad lil shorty, ass fat, no figure 8 or no coke
I'm on the water with my peers
We ain't racing, I'm afloat
On my own Nipsey Hussle marathon
Shout out to my folks
We just touching base at home, Barry Bonds ho
Push me into the algorithm
Give me play like you my father nigga
Fuck them other ones, let yo boy get time to shine
I ain't even reach my peak
So best believe I count the tines
On the fork, as I stab into this steak
Medium well, potatoes baked
With wild rice on the side
Give me some more buttered rolls
Cause I been honor roll
Give me time to bubble though
Before you try to huddle though
Cause all my obstacles, I treat them like a hurdle yo
Just me and my opposition
Am I gone let him tear me down
Or am I gone jump on those
Those jumped I rose
I guess it's a juxtapose
Or simile, metaphor, hyperbole, sum like that
Ya see, I ain't wanna be the man of steel
But fuck it you've found it's me
Cheese
I pose for the picture
I'm with God at the supper table drinking elixir
Talking bout myself sounding selfish
But knowing that that energy is listening ain't really helping
Nothing but feeding my ego
Never left the table, I ate the scraps never throw it in the depot
Can't save for later cause tomorrow never promised
So I promise myself no matter climate
That mental mountain you better climb it
Hike it, run it
Rather it's at the 40 yard line, you better punt it
Cause to chase a dream might mean nothing
But to me it means everything
Put that passion into a couple things
Buckle down
Find yo sound
Promote yo shii
Play yo own track like you yo favorite artist bitch
Cause to put words on track, you gotta be loving it
You can't let them loosen yo grip
Proboscidea, finna evolve into the rarest form
It's legit, can hear me coming yeah affirmative
Times I reminisce, bumping The Warm Up on Datpiff
And plenty more
Thank you Cole
I don't give a fuck what a critic say about you bro
You a legend and yo legacy cemented, you already know
I'm tryna get like that and more
Set my bar so high that even when I'm close
I'm still further away than most
I ain't chasing success but that's just the fruit of the labor
Don't care bout offending genitalia
Check the blood on yo labia
It's an overflow
Yo best track can't even top this flow
And if it do, oh well
I'm deeper in my duffel this year, more than usual
Extraordinaire, iconic, I'm just amazing ho
Point blank simple, it ain't difficult
I'm in pockets like I'm patting my coat
Coming from Elkhart Indiana in my city it be cold
Bad lil shorty, ass fat, no figure 8 or no coke
I'm on the water with my peers
We ain't racing, I'm afloat
On my own Nipsey Hussle marathon
Shout out to my folks
We just touching base at home, Barry Bonds ho
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Massaka, Jacquise Devonte Sheppard, Junkey Junkey
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