In My Head Lyrics - Jeezy

You know me I don't give a fuck I'll headbutt that brick (Ocho) 

Came to nieman marcus now I'll tell you what ain't my nigga (polo) 

If you steady talking then you know how to live my nigga (popo) 

Got a whole thing in a dope bag right now nigga solo 

Just left the spot and I swear a nigga reek of narcotics 

Cause' you fucking the stove, yeah you swear a nigga eat narcotics 

Foreign whip, foreign bitch yeah got a nigga hooked on phonics 

Got the kitchen smoked up like the shit hooked on chronic 

I can't even sleep (I got trap shit in my head) 

I can't even eat, (I got trap shit in my head) 

When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head) 

Me and shawty be makin' love (I got trap shit in my head) 

When I'm in my whip (I got trap shit in my head) 

When I empty the clip (I got trap shit in my head) 

When I be seeing drugs (I got trap shit in my head) 

When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head) 

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Hold up 

You thought a nigga really wasn't gonna talk kilo's no more? 

Hold up 

Like a nigga hit the studio and never ever ever sold no blow 

Hold up 

Hauling in 36 and it sounding like I'm dead for real 

Hold up 

If I don't fall George all off the Jaeger for real 

I ain't buying no cristal 

Tell me what you drinking ho 

My niggas spent about ten thou' 

Put him in a Lincoln ho 

Stove on like a steak on it 

Wrapped up with the tape on it 

Staying up with the baking soda 

Only the rat got a face on it 

Either that or a boss, nigga scoring or something 

Don't ask me if I did it, nigga, I'm talking like Memphis, what's up 

You got two 125s so you already know what you missing 

Residue in the glass pot 

Gave my lil' cousin 200 dollars, tell him do them dishes 

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This one time this one time and I ain't talking bout' band camp 

Told man something wrong with this 

Check it dawg, look at the damn stamp 

This re-rock, this compress, you paid for it you damn fool 

The first thing they teach you on the first day of yayo school 

New mechanic, I keep 2, and I don't panic I keep cool 

20 blocks at my nigga house call it brickmade Sunday school 

Put together everybody money, that way everybody lasts 

Get to talking about a math test, that way everybody pass