Breezy Tha 3rd - Head Junction

Man
Who the fuck is this
The fuck
Hello
Alright man
Okay
Fuck
Head spinning I'm dead sinning I'm breading winning
Lost his top with no finish it's the beginning
Went missing I'm elevated no comprehension
Motivated and elavated I'm too specific
See I am different my bars related a few will get it
They say I'm twisted cause I admit that I'm not the victim
See they don't get it the last to make it is even quicker
I see your struggle but pain will paint you a bigger picture
My brain is storming and I'm losing all communication
Prescribe me help I need the daily dose of medication
For what's worth I think I'm better than your favorites favorite
I swear I'm humble I get cocky on a few occasions
I'm at my best when I seem focus and I'm concentrated
Remember rapping on the porch I didn't have a basement
See I adapt to every cause like every generation
Got introduce to herbs so young since than been hell of faded
The change different the pain hitting I'm losing vision
My mental missing it's hard to get it I feel imprisoned
The world is cold and I'm making heat out of low conditions
So please forgive me for I have sinned and I'm not convicted
They told me Breezy slow it down you move with hell of rage
I told em I can never fold I'm on a different page
The people I befriended turned and put me in a cage
Since I been moving for myself they say a nigga changed
Since I been working on my health this life don't seem the same
They never understood my anger til it turned to pain
I pray for better days been hoping for the simple things
I pray for better ways been hoping I can clean the stain
Head spinning I'm dead sinning I'm broad winning
Lost his stop with no finish its the beginning
Went missing I'm elevated no comprehension
Motivated and elevated I'm too specific
See I am different my time is ticking I feel it ending
My soul is leaking the demons reaching its too horrific
My mind is floating my body leaving its not the physics
My heart is bleeding the pain I'm feeling has got me tripping
Got introduced to herbs so young since than been hell of faded
See I adapt tp every cause like every generation
Remember rapping on the porch I didn't have a basement
I'm at my best when I seem focus and I'm concentrated
I swear I'm humble I get cocky on a few occasion
For what its worth I think I'm better than your favorites favorite
What
Alright
I'm bring that shit thru for you one time
Yea
My fault bro I just been high in the studio recording
I got you bro
I got you
Alright man
Yea I'm hit the line as soon I finish recording the track
You already know I got you
Alright bet it up broski
Man this nigga tripping man
What the fuck

Written by:
Booker Brandon

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