In My Head - Young Jeezy

Just left the spot and I swear a nigga reek of narcotics

Cause' you fucking the stove, yeah you swear a nigga eat narcotics

Foreign whip, foreign bitch yeah got a nigga hooked on phonics

Got the kitchen smoked up like the shit hooked on chronic

I can’t even sleep (I got trap shit in my head)

I can’t even eat, (I got trap shit in my head)

When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head)

Me and shawty be makin' love (I got trap shit in my head)

When I’m in my whip (I got trap shit in my head)

When I empty the clip (I got trap shit in my head)

When I be seeing drugs (I got trap shit in my head)

When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head)

Hold up

You thought a nigga really wasn’t gonna talk kilo’s no more?

Hold up

Like a nigga hit the studio and never ever ever sold no blow

Hold up

Hauling in 36 and it sounding like I’m dead for real

Hold up

If I don’t fall George all off the Jaeger for real

I ain’t buying no cristal

Tell me what you drinking ho

My niggas spent about ten thou'

Put him in a Lincoln ho

Stove on like a steak on it

Wrapped up with the tape on it

Staying up with the baking soda

Only the rat got a face on it

Either that or a boss, nigga scoring or something

Don’t ask me if I did it, nigga, I’m talking like Memphis, what’s up

You got two 125s so you already know what you missing

Residue in the glass pot

Gave my lil' cousin 200 dollars, tell him do them dishes

This one time this one time and I ain’t talking bout' band camp

Told man something wrong with this

Check it dawg, look at the damn stamp

This re-rock, this compress, you paid for it you damn fool

The first thing they teach you on the first day of yayo school

New mechanic, I keep 2, and I don’t panic I keep cool

20 blocks at my nigga house call it brickmade Sunday school

Put together everybody money, that way everybody lasts

Get to talking about a math test, that way everybody pass