Neno Banks - ALL IN MY HEAD

All up my head, all up my head, all up my head, all up my head, all up my head, all up my head
I know we done been through some shit, but you say I'm never gon' change
Lately I been workin' hard on myself, tryna clean all this dirt off my name
I'm supposed to be focused on you, but I'm nose deep down in the game

And I don't think none of these drugs gon' help, no suppressin' the pain in my brain
I know people gon' switch, fuck if you real if you always remainin' the same
Take a shot of the yak, roll up a pack, 3 gram wood goin' straight to the face
Never stop, do the dash on the jakes, ayo ciggg, fuck what you claim

I'm a sumo referring to weight, I came for the back end
Take a break, I'm addicted to fast cash, love the chase
See life like a sandwich, don't matter the flip, my bread gon' come first either way
I was feelin' the vibe, I was ready to dip, everybody insisted I stay

I got played like a joke, but the joke is on them when I laugh, goin' straight to the bank
Swear these niggas be broke and these bitches be dumb, only know how to follow the wave
If you don't like me, it's only cause I helped you discover your hate
I might cop me a key, break it down,
With my guys, you my man, you won't starve in my face

Catch a stain, you a stain, you a stain, that's the number one rule to the game
Take a shot if you think you got aim
It's been all in my head, all in my head, all in my head
It's been all in my head, all in my head, all in my head

It's been all in my head, all in my head, all in my head
All in my head, all in my head, all in my head
Beat the odds, yeah, nigga done did that, did it all without sellin' my soul
Reached a point in my life where I really don't care, give a fuck if they come or they go

Got these bitches, ain't catchin' no feelings, I'm just fuckin' and sending home
Little bro just got locked for the body, and my cousin got book for the chrome
Big bro doing nine in the feds for some shit, I ain't bout to just sit and expose
I guess what I been tryin' to say, is a nigga been feelin' alone

And the depression is deep in my soul, PTSD got me feelin' so cold
I'ma smoke till the feelings are gone, while I pick up the phone, they ain't answer my calls
But nevertheless, I'm doin' my best, I'ma make it, I can feel it in my bones
Got some shit in my head that I need to express, so I let you hear it in my songs

Caught a case and a nigga ain't fold, and I'm still gon' say gripped with a pole
Can't trust the thot swear these bitches be broke x2
All in my head, all in my head, all in my head
All in my head, all in my head, all in my head

All in my head, all in my head, all in my head
All in my head, all in my head

Written by:
Nashon Dubose

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