Young Jeezy - In My Head Lyrics
Verse 1:You know me, I don’t give a *****, I’ll headbutt that brickCame in with Niemen Marcus now I’ll tell you what ain't my nigga (polo)If you steady talking then you know how to live, my nigga (popo)Got a whole thing in a dope bag right now nigga (solo)Just left the spot and I swear a nigga reek narcoticsUse a fork & a stove, yeah, you swear, nigga, eating narcoticsForeign whip, foreign *****, yeah, got a nigga hooked on phonicsGot the whole kitchen smoked up like the shit hooked on chronicHook:I can't even sleepI got trap shit in my headI can't even eatI got trap shit in my headWhen I be in the clubI got trap shit in my headMe and shorty be making loveI got trap shit in my headWhen I’m in my whipI got trap shit in my headStand all up in my cliqueI got trap shit in my headWhen I be seeing drugsI got trap shit in my headWhen I be in the clubI got trap shit in my headVerse 2:Hold upYou thought a nigga really wasn’t gonna talk kilo no more?Hold upLike a nigga hit the studio and never ever, ever sold no blowHold upHauling in 36 and it sounding like I’m Derek ForealHold upIf I was Boston George, I'd off Diego for realI ain't buying no CristalTell me what you drinking, hoMy niggas spent about ten thou’Pulled up in a Lincoln, hoStove on like a steak on itWrapped up with the tape on itStack up put a bass on itOnly the rat got a face on itEither that or a bicylce, nigga scorpion or somethingDon’t ask me if I did it, nigga, I’m talking like this for someYou got two 125, one 250, so you already know what you missingResidue in the glass potGave my lil’ cousin 200 dollars, tell him do them dishesHook:I can't even sleepI got trap shit in my headI can't even eatI got trap shit in my headWhen I be in the clubI got trap shit in my headMe and shorty be making loveI got trap shit in my headWhen I’m in my whipI got trap shit in my headStand all up in my cliqueI got trap shit in my headWhen I be seeing drugsI got trap shit in my headWhen I be in the clubI got trap shit in my headVerse 3:This one time, this one time and I ain't talking ‘bout band campTold man something wrong with thisCheck it dog, look at the damn stampThis re-rock, this compress, you paid for it, you damn foolThe first thing they teach you on the first day of yayo schoolNew mechanic, I keep two, and I don’t panic, I keep cool20 blocks at my nigga house, call it brick mason schoolPut together everybody money, that way everybody lastsGet to talking about a math test, that way everybody passHook:I can't even sleepI got trap shit in my headI can't even eatI got trap shit in my headWhen I be in the clubI got trap shit in my headMe and shorty be making loveI got trap shit in my headWhen I’m in my whipI got trap shit in my headStand all up in my cliqueI got trap shit in my headWhen I be seeing drugsI got trap shit in my headWhen I be in the clubI got trap shit in my head
