Headsick

Yeah Lately I ain't been feelin' myself That's okay 'cause most days I wish I was someone else Someone funnier Less drawn to confrontation More selfless and more focused in conversation We done spun round so many times That my head dizzy Never took nothin' too serious That's my dad in me How you say you my blood But you ain't ever bled with me? And everybody claim it's all love 'Til it get sticky Won't ever let you feds trick me I know better They used to say that my head sick My teachers said I'm a go-getter They don't even question the income They know the flow cheddar And every time I come home They still fit me in this old sweater Pray my dawg never die Old Yeller Yeah, I like that Pray my dawg never die Old Yeller Yeah Brothers turn to strangers I could tell that you in danger Used to think that love Was just a version of anger And I put that on my four letters Yeah, it's Luke You better watch who you break bread with This cold world done made me head sick But I gotta keep on movin' Said I gotta keep it movin', yeah You know I can't be fuckin' with no head trip The cold hearted made me headsick But I gotta keep on movin' Said I gotta keep on movin' Head is weighin' heavy I don't think that I belong in here Think back to when I was 18 That was the longest year Ain't ever think I'd make it this far I ain't wanna prepare For a world where you ain't Always all in my ear Brothers turn to strangers I could tell that you in danger Used to think that love Was just a version of anger Adapted to distress I leave my shirts on a hanger Full clip Turn my words into bangers If I came back today I know you'd call me home with open arms I used to note every time that I thought that hope was gone Phew That was it Bro pick up the phone, man, c'mon Bro, tell me you're shit's on vibrate right now Bro pick up, you're makin' me look bad and shit Yo Yo, my man, you around right now? Nahh, nah, nah, I'm at the crib I'm, uh, settin' up a new studio right now Oh for real, you got er- you got a mic at the crib now? Yeah, yeah, you know me, man I'm on my shit, you know what I'm sayin'? Fire Alright well bro, I been- I been writing some shit lately Tellin' my boys I'ma call my boy Luke- Oh, I'm sure 'Cause you know I got- my shit's gas now You know, like, what's the word? Maybe we can cook on something or get some work in maybe yo-aight? Okay, yo I got- I gotta call comin' in right now Yo, I'ma- I'ma hit you, I'ma hit you Uh, yeah, uh, ight bro I'll uh- I'll see you then