Headache

Man my head still pounding and I Just woke up, fucking drag me Out of bed and fill me up a double Cup Fucking hate the spot I'm in but I Must be fucking stuck, I be Flowing like the wind and sliding Like a hockey puck Bitches don't do shit thinking They deserve a crown, my Fucking Flow's so thick's the Only thing slow me down Heard ya hoe want dick you could Send her to my town, my fucking Dick's so big it's dragging on the Fucking ground All around, god damn bitch I Think I found my sound, now I'm Spitting every single day so I can Make it out And even when I make it big Bitch I still ain't slowing down Imma keep on dropping hits so I'll Make my momma proud And make these people dance Around, cause that's all I care About I'm just tryna make some music Hope them people hear me out In a graveyard in the south where I lay without a frown Like Like Like I be folding the shit, loading clips Rose gold in this bitch, frozen Watch I shiver shit, but I tryna Hear the shit That you been spitting in the mix So get the f*ck up out my whip, And take off both ya fucking Kicks, cause you's a little fucking Bitch You's a little fucking kid and all You smoke is fucking mid, imma Punch him in his fucking chin, Wiping off that fucking grin All this beefing finna end, when I Pop out I'm on ten, I'm popping Off ya fucking lid, bag You up you in the bin Man my head still pounding and I've fucking been awake, it's been Like four whole hours and this Shit ain't gone away So I'll pop another pill 'fore I go Clean out the bank, I'm tryna take Out all the bills, and feed my girl A fucking steak Everyday, every way But I'll never catch a case, if you Speaking like you seen it, imma Shoot you in the face I'm the preacher with the Reaching and I promise that I Spray But I pour another line before I Reload up the k