Head Hunting

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I feel the pressure on my brain, I been strugglin' to maintain

Yeah, I sit low in that Chevy, but I might switch back to that Range

Back in the drop-top, body rot, bloodstains trickling down my face

Mindset now riddled with rage, grab the gauge, let me get out my cage, yuh

Let's take a walk to the home of the caged

We look in their eye and there ain't no denyin' it

My hood provided me nothin' but pain

And thinkin' that I can escape it with fame

When it's the greatest artists in the game get slain

Whilе most of them battle with PTSD

My post-traumatic stress is dеcompressed because it won't decease (Yuh)

Two Florida boys came from the land where the streets will break your heart

Takin' the life right out your eyes and leavin' you in the dark

The fame, the fortune, the hoes, none of it could ever feed my soul

All of it leavin' an empty hole inside of me, still, I trek that road

Why they always turnin' ignit?

That's how it go, that's the way that they has to be

Just know I'm keepin' the semi

Little they know that's a Florida mentality

Causin' the vision back in my session, it's a constant collision

They carry switches, put you outta commision

With so much bodies they not easin' the tension, nigga

Big, Big Juice Tha Sip, I'm with Denzel, that be lil' dropkick

Call Pouya, we just drop hits, B of A, big deposits

Been walkin' 'round with twenty thousand on me just in optics

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit

(Ah)

You peasants got me actin' out again 'til I dump

Bet your bitch'll break her fuckin' neck to make me cum

714 to the 305, I switch out the chamber to the one

I made 10K just to hop on a stage, and fuckin' your bitch was a plus, boy

I find problems everywhere I look like what, what's up, boy?

Russian roulette soon as I wake up, let's try my luck, boy

Ain't nobody safe up in the cut, the pistol tucked

Slide on it when it hit dusk, can fuck on that bitch 'til it gush, ah

We ridin' on you like I'm from the dark side

Get you hog-tied for fuckin' around on the wrong side

When my pops died, he took part of me with him

Cody died, I turned into a villian

I smoke and I smoke and I smoke, but I'm never chillin'

I've been itchin' to make a killin'

If it's money in it, then I'm totally with it

When I'm on mentions, I get totally frigid

It get cold in my soul, feel like I'm ready to die

I'm alone on that road, but at least I'm makin' the drive

We all from the trenches

I'm grateful to witness that some of us made it up out

When I was young, it was killin' 'bout money

But now they just killin' for clout

Big, Big Juice Tha Sip, I'm with Denzel, that be lil' dropkick

Call Pouya, we just drop hits, B of A, big deposits

Been walkin' 'round with twenty thousand on me just in optics

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit

Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit