I'm a head trip
Fuk the city up like I just got a led check
Im from where ya ass ain't safe in ya bed yeh
Im from where ya head ain't safe on a headrest
Summer time hot
Got Feds on the corner
Winter time cold
More heat than a sauna
Riding up the street
Ya might catch a lil contact
And I got more if ya need
If ya wanna
Wen the fiends come
Grab the pack by the Honda
Right rear tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where I's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
In the alleys
Where ya hands
Was ya defense
To the spot cops
Whipped yo ass for no reason
If a nigga snitched
Put em on trial for treason
Wasn't no YouTube
Wasn't no media
Guess that's wat happen
Wen the government don't need ya
Take ya down bottom
Sign say
"Watch for needles"
Trap boys out
Get a crowd like the Beatles
Got 3 kids
Make enough cash to feed em
Some go to bills
Still live w his people
Might get a 5th and a 8th
Just for leisure
I seen good friends cry as they leaving
Every now and then gotta show em how to treat ya
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where I's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
When the sun go down
Ya might wanna leave here
This aint a place w a lotta time for dreaming
Niggas stay up late
Real late steady scheming
Heard they got a plot
Got it planned for this evening
And they sense fear like a golden retriever
But I swear this shit raise different breeds yeh
Gotta learn to fight shoot run write and read yeh
Gotta use instincts schools can't teach ya
Should I talk white wen I go into this meeting
How I'm this dope all they smell is the weed tho
How i get here this ain't where the 15 go
Every now and then gotta show em how to treat ya
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
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I'm a head trip
Fuk the city up like I just got a led check
Im from where ya ass ain't safe in ya bed yeh
Im from where ya head ain't safe on a headrest
Summer time hot
Got Feds on the corner
Winter time cold
More heat than a sauna
Riding up the street
Ya might catch a lil contact
And I got more if ya need
If ya wanna
Wen the fiends come
Grab the pack by the Honda
Right rear tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where I's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
In the alleys
Where ya hands
Was ya defense
To the spot cops
Whipped yo ass for no reason
If a nigga snitched
Put em on trial for treason
Wasn't no YouTube
Wasn't no media
Guess that's wat happen
Wen the government don't need ya
Take ya down bottom
Sign say
"Watch for needles"
Trap boys out
Get a crowd like the Beatles
Got 3 kids
Make enough cash to feed em
Some go to bills
Still live w his people
Might get a 5th and a 8th
Just for leisure
I seen good friends cry as they leaving
Every now and then gotta show em how to treat ya
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where I's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
When the sun go down
Ya might wanna leave here
This aint a place w a lotta time for dreaming
Niggas stay up late
Real late steady scheming
Heard they got a plot
Got it planned for this evening
And they sense fear like a golden retriever
But I swear this shit raise different breeds yeh
Gotta learn to fight shoot run write and read yeh
Gotta use instincts schools can't teach ya
Should I talk white wen I go into this meeting
How I'm this dope all they smell is the weed tho
How i get here this ain't where the 15 go
Every now and then gotta show em how to treat ya
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Fuk the city up like I just got a led check
Im from where ya ass ain't safe in ya bed yeh
Im from where ya head ain't safe on a headrest
Summer time hot
Got Feds on the corner
Winter time cold
More heat than a sauna
Riding up the street
Ya might catch a lil contact
And I got more if ya need
If ya wanna
Wen the fiends come
Grab the pack by the Honda
Right rear tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where I's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
In the alleys
Where ya hands
Was ya defense
To the spot cops
Whipped yo ass for no reason
If a nigga snitched
Put em on trial for treason
Wasn't no YouTube
Wasn't no media
Guess that's wat happen
Wen the government don't need ya
Take ya down bottom
Sign say
"Watch for needles"
Trap boys out
Get a crowd like the Beatles
Got 3 kids
Make enough cash to feed em
Some go to bills
Still live w his people
Might get a 5th and a 8th
Just for leisure
I seen good friends cry as they leaving
Every now and then gotta show em how to treat ya
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where I's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
When the sun go down
Ya might wanna leave here
This aint a place w a lotta time for dreaming
Niggas stay up late
Real late steady scheming
Heard they got a plot
Got it planned for this evening
And they sense fear like a golden retriever
But I swear this shit raise different breeds yeh
Gotta learn to fight shoot run write and read yeh
Gotta use instincts schools can't teach ya
Should I talk white wen I go into this meeting
How I'm this dope all they smell is the weed tho
How i get here this ain't where the 15 go
Every now and then gotta show em how to treat ya
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Rear right tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
Might have a goodnight
Packed in a lunch bag
Take ya where i's raised
Where I'm from
Come along man
Writer: Terrell Brown
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