Headroom!

I need my headroom
I need some
Yeah

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom
Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do
We stop the clock, are you really rocking?
I went and foreign my whip
And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom
Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do (woah, woah)
We stop the clock, (yeah) are you really rocking?
I went and foreign my whip
And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

I need some headroom
Lil' bitch in my bedroom
She never did what I said to
So I left her as residue
Fuck all this talk bout a bitch
We just gon stop and get lit
Have a habit to efficiently brighten my wrist
Right when I hop out of bed
I got this habit to whip in a foreign with switches in store
And a bad little bitch who is gripping and flooring it
Habit to kick it with people enjoying it, never extorting a man
I swear I finally found out the way
I'm just too happy, I'm telling no fables
Feel like the king yeah I feel like Cornelius
Riding my horses right down to rodeo, yeah yeah
Get into trouble with Lufe
Always going up above in the booth
I won't ever live for nothing but days where I feel happy making all these money moves
For months me and shawty lived a fast life from a past life in a foreign crib
We ain't even hit half time in the past hype but right here, right now we live

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom
Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do
We stop the clock, are you really rocking?
I went and foreign my whip
And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom
Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do (woah, woah)
We stop the clock, are you really rocking?
I went and foreign my whip
And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

They said I needed a feature on this
They said I should hit a break for a bit
I said fuck are you talking about shoot I don't miss
You don't know 8 I'm a thief in this bitch
I had to wait to get over the block
Had to try abstinence, don't need a tie
I can sit back and let birdies go flap but I still like when baby go boobalybop
See I only let one of my brothers get verses
I'm a stack up my pens no more dirges
Mama slipped me the secret to eternity
'If I'm not up I can't stop on the searching'
I'm searching for world peace
I'm a new hitter who that you, me?
I'm king of the underdog league
I been stacking my bread like a bankroll, brand like I'm Bruce Lee
How could I have ever known that my competition would be from you
I remember when I talked to my foe, you seemed like somebody I did not even know
Now I go forward I'm having to live with you, so I can never live like I'm alone
They know I would never let no one inhibit me, that's why I'm winning
Now moving for dividends is all I know

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom
Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do
We stop the clock, are you really rocking?
I went and foreign my whip
And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah

Drop the top, cause I might need more headroom
Rock the block, riding 'round like all my friends do (woah, woah)
We stop the clock, are you really rocking?
I went and foreign my whip
And she know that I've been touring in it, yeah yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Mckernan
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