Head Gone Lyrics

[Intro]
(Saucey with the waves, okay)

[Chorus]
I done witnessed killin' in these streets, it left my head gone
f*ckin' with these bitches, she say, "Slatt, you know you dead wrong"
Ballin' 'til I die, I want diamonds on my tombstone
I'm not competing with no nigga, that's what you on
I been rockin' solo 'cause these niggas goin' extra
If she ain't suckin' dick, get out the spot, no, I won't beg her
Let a nigga reach for this chain, he gon' get wet up
All my hitters, you with your brothers, die together
[Verse 1]
Poppin' Percocet's feel good, but I know it ain't right
I be f*cking on yo' bitch and I be gonе by the night
I remembеr tryna shine when we ain't had no lights
I remember coppin' dimes when the bag gettin' tight
Trouble riding with a hunnid, tryna catch him a opp'
I was posted in the projects way before I had popped
Niggas claimin' that they street, but we'll post on y'all block
Lil Veezy rock out with that stick, he hit 'em up, baby pop
Perkies and these rises, they be easing my mind
Lost three of my brothers, called my granny, I'm crying
Niggas dissin' on a mission, then they end up dyin'
If I catch any of my opps, I swear to god that they dyin'

[Chorus]
I done witnessed killin' in these streets, it left my head gone
f*ckin' with these bitches, she say, "Slatt, you know you dead wrong"
Ballin' 'til I die, I want diamonds on my tombstone
I'm not competing with no nigga, that's what you on I been rockin' solo 'cause these niggas goin' extra
If she ain't suckin' dick, get out the spot, no, I won't beg her
Let a nigga reach for this chain, he gon' get wet up
All my hitters, you with your brothers, die together

[Verse 2]
Shinin' on you niggas and bitches
If she ain't thick, I won't hit it
I come from poverty, you put that bag in front, I'ma get it
These bitches dirty and bougie, ho, I ain't eatin' no coochie
These niggas act like some bitches, I call 'em trans like Karrueche
If you ain't getting money, you could stay the f*ck from 'round me
Let you play your part, but you done overstepped your boundaries
How could I forget, 8th grade, they used to clown on me
Now I'm getting money and I'm up, worship the ground on me
Everybody around a G, f*ck you if you doubted me
I'ma be around for some time you'll see a lot of me
Jail up and not lie to me, I'm a hot commodity
Everything I do these niggas do, they try to copy me
[Chorus]
I done witnessed killin' in these streets, it left my head gone
f*ckin' with these bitches, she say, "Slatt, you know you dead wrong"
Ballin' 'til I die, I want diamonds on my tombstone
I'm not competing with no nigga, that's what you on
I been rockin' solo 'cause these niggas goin' extra
If she ain't suckin' dick, get out the spot, no, I won't beg her
Let a nigga reach for this chain, he gon' get wet up
All my hitters, you with your brothers, die together

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