IN MY HEAD Video (MV)

I told lil brodie put the cup down but he in his head alot
Yuh, yea, If niggas dissin got extensions we gone spin another block
P-T-S-D, baby, yea I'm trippin' The other day, my grandma told me that I'm
Gifted We got pounds if we can't sell it, local ship it
My bro got rounds and he tryna leave them niggas missin, leave em missin,yuh
Free my nigga Beazy, they got him locked in Heard them niggas dissin', we got em popped then
Thinking bout what I rap about cause I'm tryna be in the top ten
Gotta spit the real feel like the only one, My mama lost her son, now I'm her only one
I seen my father go through hard times, just to show me somethin
Sometimes what you put in the life don't even give you nothin
This life too crazy, bro, I'm tired of hearin' gun talk
Instead of talk it out like men, they let the guns talk
Outlining bodies all summer they using white chalk
My heart been damaged and I'm tryna find the right doc
I'm tryna stay on track but brodie this is a lonely road
You said you love me, but your love it really never showed
That season Jason died, was cold, he made the summer snow
I'm smokin' O's inside a Ghost, we from the East Coast, nigga
Bro got a pole, but still got popped, he ain't get to reload, nigga
Can't f*ck a thot, that ain't my goal, cause she a free hoe, nigga
Got dreams of buying Bentley trucks just got a peep, though, nigga
One day the family gon' be sitchy, no more sad days
They say to balance out my feelings, but the sad weighs
I try to act like it ain't happen, but the sad stays
Life don't make sense, and now I'm fallin' back to sadways
Runnin' a race that I feels rigged, now I'm in last place
I tried to stop from smokin' drugs, but love my past ways
I need to chill out, cause this shit what made bro pass away
LLD, long live my brother man I swear that shit it hurt to say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I told lil' brodie put the cup down, but he in his head a lot
Yeah, yeah, niggas dissin', got extensions, we gon' spin another block
Yeah, yeah, PTSD, baby, yea I'm trippin
The other day, my grandma told me that I'm gifted
If we got pounds if we can't sell it local, ship it
My bro got rounds and he tryna leave, them niggas missin', leave em missin', yeah