My head My hands The gun clicker told you run ya funds quicker I was tryna fight it, couldn't ride with dumb niggas Drove without a license, handled runs before dinner Never been complacent, I was born a go-getter I'm tryna keep the peace, thoughts of Tulsa got me crying Make me think I'm tripping if I walk without a iron It's different but the same now bought and then supplied it I'm tired of the PayPal, I'm tryna make deposits Old white people want me dead, I be rolling up Grand wizard house in the south tryna blow it up Put the bounce to the ounce, never hold enough Getting grown, been a couple yrs since I smoked a Dutch They make concept albums, avoid topics I got tracks with my heroes and void pockets Niggas in they videos flashing toy rockets You ain't really tryna pull back boy, stop it My head My hands If the pigs killed me would y'all forget in one week? See it on the screen and tell ya homie watching One Piece Walking through the mire, hope to see some peaks I might be a part of problem, I just puff trees Wanna move forward, what I seen got me bugging Used to fuck with politics, taught me about corruption Couldn't ever follow scripts, pay would get deducted Days that I be thinking bout spraying who above us With my head With my hands My head My hands They put a gun to my head And now it's in my hands