...For My Own Good Headie One

[Verse 1]
My little bros caught a life and that shit was hard to digest
Psalms 35 tatted on my biceps
My loyalty is priceless, my money still a mindset
I’m uptown in my Nike tech and still my wrist is timeless
I used my black blade, left scrape marks in that Pyrex
And then I shave the shh there’s residue on my nice red
And all the time on basic all the self help books that I read
? my body but can’t lock my soul or my head
3 years still I wonder where the time went
Used to havе like 40 man then like 25 lеft
You ever padded with a man with 25 left? And that’s stressed but you can’t stress?

[Chorus]
Slept in a room with burnt foil for my own good
The truth hurts but my sis told me for my own good
She said you’re way too loyal for your own good
Shit hits then fan and then you’re feeling like a lone wolf
Snakes in the hood, I still go back to my own hood
My sis always tell me I’m too loyal for my own good
Slept in a room with burnt foil for my own good
The truth hurts but my sis told me for my own good
She said you’re way too loyal for your own good
Shit hits then fan and then you’re feeling like a lone wolf
Snakes in the hood, I still go back to my own hood
My sis always tell me I’m too loyal for my own good