I been feeling my head over heels

I been out here really rapping

twenty one whole years let me tell you what happened

I been tryna keep my shit inside

Bout to break down how I’m finna blow up

Blow a 2.5 just to keep my focus

It’s just me and 5ive inside of a black truck, I got your hoe right here, she tryna blow me over

I know my rhyme’s, we gettin’ way colder

They know my name all way in Minnesota

I'm tryna live through this, I'm trim bout to make these hits

I'm in the booth right now, on my head, I'm hoping these rap shit work

Got a lot of shit inside of my head, I needa vent

Everything for Lloyd, that shit was the wig, no cap

I need a bottle of water, I'm running around these ****, I'm running these laps, on God

Don’t try and temp lil' bro, cause I will

Type of struggle you went through the ville?

We was out here bucking fed, did a lot of shit I can't regret

**** dissing on me on them beats

I've been out the ‘yo for weeks

These **** want me dead

On the other hand, fans want leak

And I'm in the ‘yo with my lil brother nem

Catch a ten milli-, you try to fuck with em

Shit, I bet I put fye on his twin and nem

Inside this life you gotta pray

You build a bed ****, everyday

I done OD fuck my hands up

I done gave out too much favors

I'm guessing that just what it be then

It's a lot of bullshit I don't feed in

I put 2.5 inside of a good time

2 AM you be geeked off a weed pen

I really don't get it, like why you assume about hoes I never don’t be with

These bitches be trippin' they really be wiggin' I had to watch out who I sleep with

It's a lot of shit on my heart for real

No call of duty my mark on him

I told them fuck just to watch this shit

I be feeling my head over here

 

I been feeling my head over heels

I been out here really rapping

twenty one whole years let me tell you what happened

I been tryna keep my shit inside

Bout to break down how I’m finna blow up

Blow a 2.5 just to keep my focus

It’s just me and 5ive inside of a black truck, I got your hoe right here, she tryna blow me over

I know my rhyme’s, we gettin’ way colder

They know my name all way in Minnesota

 

They know my name all way across the country

Came from the blind yeah they ain't see me coming

Ain’t hit my line when I ain't have no money

Usta laugh in my face but I ain't see nothing funny

I been going hard for a year straight, better give me my props, yeah

I’m the one got it covered like All State, yeah I beat the odds, yeah

Walk in the bank, I'm tryna withdraw 20k, give me all dubs

17 years old, but I seen way too much, I don't need love

If rap somehow how don’t work, I'm finna call up J5, gon' take down the plug

And I'm still standing on business, I let it be what it is and that's what it was

I get to switching my flows out

Kinda how switch my clothes out

Everybody with me gotta fye

Call of duty we got different load outs

Came in the game as a rook

Had to put in work

I guess I'm a pro now

I get tired of hearing he say she say

I don't like the pronouns

Mama keep calling my phone

She asking me where I'm at

Told her I'm finna be grown, 18 in a few months I'm tryna live

Had to learn from my mistakes, yeah

You wouldn't understand how that feel

Back at home, feel like Drake, yeah

To all my people I'm the hero

I had to come in front the back

If he moving slimey get him whacked

Ain't with the dissing, I'm telling them facts

I got the cheese, avoiding the rats

First one in my hood to do a million

What's a Grammy? I don't need a plaque

Gotta make it fore’ I go to rest

Going hard, going to the max, yeah

 

I been feeling my head over heels

I been out here really rapping

twenty one whole years let me tell you what happened

I been tryna keep my shit inside

Bout to break down how I’m finna blow up

Blow a 2.5 just to keep my focus

It’s just me and 5ive inside of a black truck, I got your hoe right here, she tryna blow me over

I know my rhyme’s, we gettin’ way colder

They know my name all way in Minnesota