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INSIDE MY BRAIN (feat. PERR)
by JC MC
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Hold up, why does my heart got a stitch?
Grab my laptop, googlin' how to get rich
Start a business build upon it, yeah fuck that
Write some lines for my bitch, yeah we on that
Wake up, tryna meet my idols
All this school got me feelin' suicidal
When it comes to the rap game
Your idols turn to rivals for a dollar, some fame
Yeah aint that lame
Im writing for the misplaced
That get bullied for their face
That never had a safe space
Made fun of their race
Like a fat boy
Running in a track race
Carrying all of that weight
See my girl oh I cant wait
Cant you see the look on my face?
Writing that morning blunt music inspired by ConSwank
Guess you could say that I fell off olympus
Aye, aye, yuh yuh yuh
Uh uh uh
Aye
Yuh yuh yuh
I feel fucked up, guess im an addict
These drugs lookin attractive
Puffin some random shit, dont know what happened
Dont know who passed it
Living life, lavish
Trailer park home, thats so tragic
Im so broken and damaged
Dont need a mansion
Pretty ho, complimenting my fashion
Get no love, just drugs
Get no love, just bud
Get no love, just cup
Get a cup and fill it up with that love
Fill it up till I dont give a fuck
I dont give a fuck
I just fill it up
Fillin that bitch up
Fillin that ho up
You know how it go
Feelin so low
That you cant even fuckin, see your nose
That you cant even fuckin, see your goals
That you cant even fuckin, know woah
Hold up, why does my heart got a stitch?
Grab my laptop, googlin' how to get rich
Start a business build upon it, yeah fuck that
Write some lines for my bitch, yeah we on that
Wake up, tryna meet my idols
All this school got me feelin' suicidal
When it comes to the rap game
Your idols turn to rivals for a dollar, some fame
Yeah aint that lame
Im writing for the misplaced
That get bullied for their face
That never had a safe space
Made fun of their race
Like a fat boy
Running in a track race
Carrying all of that weight
See my girl oh I cant wait
Cant you see the look on my face?
Writing that morning blunt music inspired by ConSwank
Guess you could say that I fell off olympus
Aye, aye, yuh yuh yuh
Uh uh uh
Aye
Yuh yuh yuh
I feel fucked up, guess im an addict
These drugs lookin attractive
Puffin some random shit, dont know what happened
Dont know who passed it
Living life, lavish
Trailer park home, thats so tragic
Im so broken and damaged
Dont need a mansion
Pretty ho, complimenting my fashion
Get no love, just drugs
Get no love, just bud
Get no love, just cup
Get a cup and fill it up with that love
Fill it up till I dont give a fuck
I dont give a fuck
I just fill it up
Fillin that bitch up
Fillin that ho up
You know how it go
Feelin so low
That you cant even fuckin, see your nose
That you cant even fuckin, see your goals
That you cant even fuckin, know woah
