Voices in My Head (Explicit)

Voices in My Head (Explicit) - A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

Monsta's gon' tear it up

All she ever wanted was my heart to hurt

No attachments just a Gucci purse

She know I'm mad rich she think I'm usin' her

My diamonds mad rich they so rude to her

And the way I'm actin' is all due to her

If I think she thottin' I'm gon' do it first

I'm gon' call my side b***h and

We gon' do the work work

She know I'm from Highbridge my chain show through the shirt

The feds locked my man up free Montana

D**n all he ever wanted was his bands up

They gave him 10 years for nothin' keep your head up

If any n***as start to fret n***a lay 'em out

Just listen to all my tracks

'Cause I don't wanna do no

Interviews I'm not into that

And I be feelin' like I'm Malcolm

I got the X on my back

And every n***a in the X can

Vouch for me that's a fact

I dropped my first mixtape and

Yeah that s**t ran laps

By the time I dropped The Bigger

Artist like seven million in plaques

Got too much gold I'm way too smart

To leave my crib without straps

And any n***a run up on us gon' get hit like that

And I'ma be like n***a started what I started

Skinny n***a with a Patek and a Pyrex

Any n***a could get embarrassed come and try it

Any n***a could get a bad b***h just

Go and buy s**t buy s**t buy s**t

I know I know

You're just like all the b***hes I know

Why do you know all the b***hes I know

I think we're better off as rivals yeah

I know I know

Why do you know all the b***hes I know

You're just like all the b***hes I know

You're just like all my f**kin' rivals yeah

And I know I know

You're just like all the b***hes I know

Insecure so you got that lipo

I feel like I'm the rappin' michael yeah

I think I'm better off without you

And you think I don't know about the things you do

But I do all the same f**kin' things you do

We are both the same I am just like you yeah yeah

I know that you get in your feelings baby me too

Sometimes I swear I say some s**t that I don't mean to

I make you feel a type of way I make you evil

When I was broke they used to

Treat me like I'm see-through

They killed my n***a Quado in the projects

And then they killed beasty free peewee

I swear to God somebody better die next

And if it's one of my n***as

N***a free me free me free me