Lyrics Lil 2z – Head Above Water
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I’m so tired, I’m so fed up
Nigga pick yo fuckin’ head up
Hold up, broke niggas hatin’
Tell them niggas get they bread up
Look how fast that nigga switched up
Size 11’s custom made
You wear ’em you’ll bitch up
Been strugglin’ all my life
Like I was on my 100th sit up
Lil Carlos said I’m special
Take a loss and I’ma get up
Hoes used to act like models
Now I’m in they throat like hiccups
Watch the niggas you around
Waiting for you to slip up
Don’t think just ’cause you down
That you can never get up
Shit, look at me, I came off of drugs
And stick ups, so fucking paranoid
I think my homie tried to kill us
It’s okay, don’t sweat ’em
Just another nigga after me
Never prayed to God
When I opened up my mouth to eat
Somehow I dodged a bullet
When these hating niggas after me
Nigga tried to send a bitch
Try another strategy
15, started smoking weed
16, lost my brother Los
Fuck it, I can’t show no love
17, I questioned God
Why was thing the way they was
18, Mama kicked us out
Fuck it, back to selling drugs
Make bread, I free the crack
I can’t do a 9-5
‘Cause if I’m living broke
I’d rather slit my throat and die
Shit got real, I had to face it
Shit got real, you went and hide
I woke up and finally noticed
Niggas masters of disguise
All them fucking court dates
I had my girl by my side
Wasn’t no nigga in that room
That’s when I opened my eyes
All that brother shit they talking
They just fucking with my mind
You can miss me with’ that homie shit
Suck my dick and die nigga
I’m so tired, I’m so fed up
Nigga pick yo fuckin’ head up
Hold up, broke niggas hatin’
Tell them niggas get they bread up
Can’t trust a fucking soul
Look how fast that nigga switched up
Size 11’s custom made
You wear ’em you’ll bitch up
Been strugglin’ all my life
Like I was on my 100th sit up
Lil Carlos said I’m special
Take a loss and I’ma get up
Hoes used to act like models
Now I’m in they throat like hiccups
In school, high as fuck
I can’t remember none of my freshmen year
Promised all the bitch ass teachers
Said I wouldn’t make it here
Now what I make in 30 minutes
Probably take they ass a year
They working everyday
Shit, I’m probably taking off a year
Probably somewhere outta state
Smoking dope and counting cake
If it ain’t in the trunk
It’s prolly on my fucking waist
I ain’t taking shit for granted
2z always play it safe
I know I could lose my life any given day
I went down a different track
Fuck a friend, I got my back
Tax a nigga for a sack
Rob ’em get my money back
2z you a asshole
Bitch I know, don’t tell me that
Guess his ass untouchable
Them the ones I’m tryna jack
Always on some money shit
H2 dummy shit
You gon’ have to eat before I suck
You funny bitch, trappin’ on that jumping shit
Fuck the law, we running shit
Got my guard up on these niggas
With’ the trusting shit
I’m so tired, I’m so fed up
Nigga pick yo fuckin’ head up
Hold up, broke niggas hatin’
Tell them niggas get they bread up
Can’t trust a fucking soul
Look how fast that nigga switched up
Size 11’s custom made
You wear ’em you’ll bitch up
Been strugglin’ all my life
Like I was on my 100th sit up
Lil Carlos said I’m special
Take a loss and I’ma get up
Hoes used to act like models
Now I’m in they throat like hiccups