Headspace by B00g Lyrics
[thekidauto Verse]
Time for time, I go line for line but only time will tell
If Ever go 45, like its 95 cause my pops ain’t there
Riding in a coupe and tryna figure how close me God and truth is They say the proof is, in the pudding, so eat this shit, I’m too sick
Lil homage to the GOAT no fooling
With the art, I remember I knew when
This shit chose me, in school when
I was lame nigga worried bout my shoes man
Tryna fit in with all of them cool kids
In the back of the class I’m snoozing
Writing down lil raps bout a cool chick
Now she dance for a living I’m too sick
My mama broke, can’t be too rich
That bitch left me, shе was too thick Gotta bunch of niggas and they Ruthless But the closеst nigga to me Judas
How a God in me I feel human ?
Is black lives matter really moving ?
How you ready to love when you fuming? Bout past shit, what you doing ?
Is that bitch bad or my standards low?
I don’t know, guess a nigga gotta nut first. Do all dogs really go to heaven?
I need to know cause, I done the worst
Am I living right?
Who decides that?
In my eyes I’m living fine
Do it really matter if I own my masters? If the Master sold you for 10.99 ?
[Chorus]
Stuck in my head, I'm just tryna get bread right. [4x]
[b00g Verse]
I don't even need a family, only built to get this bread
Can't even leave my crib, stuck inside my own head
I don't even got a soul, menace to society
Auctioned off my sole, now i only chase properties
Ben Frank is guiding me
I'm living off a hunch nigga
On the go
Survival Mode
The only thing i know is dough
Money make the world go round up in this bitch
I'ma masked up,cold hearted, son of a bitch
I rap whats really real
And then I live whats in my raps
Tryna take golden showers, no more boiling from the tap
Put my life up in a song, so the real ones connect with me
Hustled with the ones I starved with, so they can flex with me
Always been down and out, so what do y'all expect from me?
Busted out in tears when the label cut a check for me
50 hour weeks
I’ve been slaving with no sleep
I had to take a 100 L’s , so my whole fam can eat
[Chorus}
Stuck in my head, I'm just tryna get bread right.[4x]
Time for time, I go line for line but only time will tell
If Ever go 45, like its 95 cause my pops ain’t there
Riding in a coupe and tryna figure how close me God and truth is They say the proof is, in the pudding, so eat this shit, I’m too sick
Lil homage to the GOAT no fooling
With the art, I remember I knew when
This shit chose me, in school when
I was lame nigga worried bout my shoes man
Tryna fit in with all of them cool kids
In the back of the class I’m snoozing
Writing down lil raps bout a cool chick
Now she dance for a living I’m too sick
My mama broke, can’t be too rich
That bitch left me, shе was too thick Gotta bunch of niggas and they Ruthless But the closеst nigga to me Judas
How a God in me I feel human ?
Is black lives matter really moving ?
How you ready to love when you fuming? Bout past shit, what you doing ?
Is that bitch bad or my standards low?
I don’t know, guess a nigga gotta nut first. Do all dogs really go to heaven?
I need to know cause, I done the worst
Am I living right?
Who decides that?
In my eyes I’m living fine
Do it really matter if I own my masters? If the Master sold you for 10.99 ?
[Chorus]
Stuck in my head, I'm just tryna get bread right. [4x]
[b00g Verse]
I don't even need a family, only built to get this bread
Can't even leave my crib, stuck inside my own head
I don't even got a soul, menace to society
Auctioned off my sole, now i only chase properties
Ben Frank is guiding me
I'm living off a hunch nigga
On the go
Survival Mode
The only thing i know is dough
Money make the world go round up in this bitch
I'ma masked up,cold hearted, son of a bitch
I rap whats really real
And then I live whats in my raps
Tryna take golden showers, no more boiling from the tap
Put my life up in a song, so the real ones connect with me
Hustled with the ones I starved with, so they can flex with me
Always been down and out, so what do y'all expect from me?
Busted out in tears when the label cut a check for me
50 hour weeks
I’ve been slaving with no sleep
I had to take a 100 L’s , so my whole fam can eat
[Chorus}
Stuck in my head, I'm just tryna get bread right.[4x]