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Have you ever lost your mind and lost your head? Have you ever ever had to bury a friend? Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah? He got pain in his eyes, they blood red Used to rock a low taper, now he got dreads (whoa, yeah) You know why he got dreads Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter, "Go ahead" "Go ahead" (go) We put a loaf your head (go ahead) "Go ahead" (go) Put a loaf on your head Niggas be killin' baby daddies, ain't worried about the kids Is she really with the shit? Is she really out in the field? Yeah Yesterday she had Timbs on Today she gotta heels on Leave his head on the rail by the Hillstones Word is, she don't only do hits on Billboard Casing shit, I'm here for it The feds got your name on a clipboard I didn't cry tears for it Only surround myself with people I'd do a hunnid years for, uh It's no limit She's 'bout it, 'bout it She got skeletons in her closet No more fallin' out with niggas, just drop 'em Letras de cancionesShe got info in her bio, need a sponsor Humble beast, turned me to a monster Have you ever lost your mind and lost your head? Have you ever ever had to bury a friend? Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah? He got pain in his eyes, they blood red Used to rock a low taper, now he got dreads (whoa, yeah) You know why he got dreads Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter, "Go ahead" "Go ahead" (go) We put a loaf your head (go) "Go ahead" (go) Put a loaf on your head Niggas got on the edge (yeah, yeah, yeah) Please don't shoot at no legs Kept a couple niggas fed In my city breakin' bread Yeah, put the east side on Back when I had my Levi's on Bitches ungrateful when they know that they wrong If I ain't turned my city up, then where the fuck am I from? Y'all be bitin' your tongue, they be bitin' my style Bitch stop playin' 'fore we knock you down Playin' with my name is like playin' with the government Supper's here and I ain't never leave my niggas sufferin' Do you know what I'm up against? I'm movin' like I'm Ghost out here Got a lot of power that, I ain't even know I had Bag a bitch while she takin' in her grocery bags I'm smokin' good, knowin' that the smoke is bad Have you ever lost your mind and lost your head? Have you ever ever had to bury a friend? Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah? He got pain in his eyes, they blood red Used to rock a low taper, now he got dreads (whoa, yeah) You know why he got dreads Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter, "Go ahead" "Go ahead" (go) We put a loaf your head (go) "Go ahead" (go) Put a loaf on your head From Letras Mania