Head Bussa
Now do I roll up, get higher?
Or po' up, get tired?
Do I roll up, get higher?
Or po' up, get tired? Yeah
Okay, I'm back on a mission to pay my tuition
Got loans out the a*s, what you know 'bout my past?
I was so late for class, hit the probate, get trashed
Fell asleep off the Henny, back in '08, I crashed
With my foot on the gas, thank the Lord I'm still here
No insurance, so now I'm racin' home on first gear
On that morn' I shed tears, asking what I'm doing here
I should be rich, I'm sick, it's like I got the f*ckin' flu in here
But yet I'm just chillin' like I'm back on the yard
My n*ggas say I'm the truth and when I rap they applaud
That what was my Unsigned Hype like in the back of The Source
It's like I'm tryna get the head, but she just jackin' me off
I needed more
Had to earn stripes, no Adidas store
Put my feet on floor, borrow money from mi amor
Just to cop a microphone, the same one that put me on tour
She held you down, now you out here f*ckin' 'round
Now this is for my broke n*ggas, rich n*ggas, what?
Gold diggers, Crys sippers, what?
Cold n*gga, flow sicker, what?
Muh'f*cker, I'm a f*ckin' head bussa, go
Coming down on the strip, liqour in the whip
Parking lot pimp, enough game to be sold
Learn from me, f*ck b*tches, burn money
Someone told me boy you got your whole life to get old
But everything that glitter ain't gold
The grass ain't greener, I've been told
She told me, "Boy you want your cake and eat it too?"
I said "It's cake, that's what you're supposed to do?"
Ok my granny just died, but I'm too broke to go
And she asking my fears but she too close to know
Got trust issues I'm trying, where it come from? Don't know
I just block out the pain, blow the f*ck up, get dough
See, I thought that would help me, it turns out it's worse now
My girl want her first child, my label won't work out
My mama don't see me unless I'm on TV, I pray she (dont break down)
She strong, but she need me
They killed Saddam, now I wonder who's sane
How you balance being Batman, Bruce Wayne?
Old chick callin', but I'm onto new things
She still a dime, but I always lose change
Young Simba, went from bottom of the food chain to a few chains in a new Range
She tellin' me "So much has happened, would've thought you changed!"
We ain't f*ck in nine months its safe to say I'm due man
Now this is for my broke n*ggas, rich n*ggas, what?
Gold diggers, Crys sippers, what?
Cold n*gga, flow sicker, what?
Muh'f*cker, I'm a f*ckin' head bussa, go
Coming down on the strip, liqour in the whip
Parking lot pimp, enough game to be sold
Learn from me, f*ck b*tches, burn money
Someone told me "Boy, you got your whole life to get old."
But everything that glitter ain't gold
The grass ain't greener, I've been told
She told me, "Boy you want your cake and eat it too?"
I said "It's cake, that's what you're supposed to do?"
Head BussaLRC歌词
[00:11.634]Now do I roll up, get higher?
[00:13.023]Or po' up, get tired?
[00:17.301]Do I roll up, get higher?
[00:18.990]Or po' up, get tired? Yeah
[00:22.880]Okay, I'm back on a mission to pay my tuition
[00:26.091]Got loans out the a*s, what you know 'bout my past?
[00:28.974]I was so late for class, hit the probate, get trashed
[00:31.856]Fell asleep off the Henny, back in '08, I crashed
[00:34.687]With my foot on the gas, thank the Lord I'm still here
[00:37.548]No insurance, so now I'm racin' home on first gear
[00:40.491]On that morn' I shed tears, asking what I'm doing here
[00:43.591]I should be rich, I'm sick, it's like I got the f*ckin' flu in here
[00:46.488]But yet I'm just chillin' like I'm back on the yard
[00:49.245]My n*ggas say I'm the truth and when I rap they applaud
[00:52.038]That what was my Unsigned Hype like in the back of The Source
[00:55.142]It's like I'm tryna get the head, but she just jackin' me off
[00:57.998]I needed more
[00:59.719]Had to earn stripes, no Adidas store
[01:01.679]Put my feet on floor, borrow money from mi amor
[01:04.533]Just to cop a microphone, the same one that put me on tour
[01:07.125]She held you down, now you out here f*ckin' 'round
[01:09.907]Now this is for my broke n*ggas, rich n*ggas, what?
[01:13.507]Gold diggers, Crys sippers, what?
[01:16.576]Cold n*gga, flow sicker, what?
[01:19.301]Muh'f*cker, I'm a f*ckin' head bussa, go
[01:22.206]Coming down on the strip, liqour in the whip
[01:25.231]Parking lot pimp, enough game to be sold
[01:27.926]Learn from me, f*ck b*tches, burn money
[01:30.733]Someone told me boy you got your whole life to get old
[01:33.726]But everything that glitter ain't gold
[01:36.435]The grass ain't greener, I've been told
[01:38.955]She told me, "Boy you want your cake and eat it too?"
[01:41.335]I said "It's cake, that's what you're supposed to do?"
[01:44.389]Ok my granny just died, but I'm too broke to go
[01:48.040]And she asking my fears but she too close to know
[01:50.890]Got trust issues I'm trying, where it come from? Don't know
[01:53.768]I just block out the pain, blow the f*ck up, get dough
[01:56.734]See, I thought that would help me, it turns out it's worse now
[01:59.761]My girl want her first child, my label won't work out
[02:02.612]My mama don't see me unless I'm on TV, I pray she (dont break down)
[02:06.703]She strong, but she need me
[02:08.871]They killed Saddam, now I wonder who's sane
[02:11.833]How you balance being Batman, Bruce Wayne?
[02:14.691]Old chick callin', but I'm onto new things
[02:17.610]She still a dime, but I always lose change
[02:20.358]Young Simba, went from bottom of the food chain to a few chains in a new Range
[02:25.279]She tellin' me "So much has happened, would've thought you changed!"
[02:28.336]We ain't f*ck in nine months its safe to say I'm due man
[02:31.428]Now this is for my broke n*ggas, rich n*ggas, what?
[02:35.733]Gold diggers, Crys sippers, what?
[02:38.900]Cold n*gga, flow sicker, what?
[02:41.661]Muh'f*cker, I'm a f*ckin' head bussa, go
[02:44.520]Coming down on the strip, liqour in the whip
[02:47.293]Parking lot pimp, enough game to be sold
[02:50.041]Learn from me, f*ck b*tches, burn money
[02:52.673]Someone told me "Boy, you got your whole life to get old."
[02:56.102]But everything that glitter ain't gold
[02:58.707]The grass ain't greener, I've been told
[03:00.977]She told me, "Boy you want your cake and eat it too?"
[03:03.441]I said "It's cake, that's what you're supposed to do?"
