Testo No Passes

Have you ever lost your mind and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?
He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a low taper, now he got dreads (whoa, yeah)
You know why he got dreads
Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter, "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (go) We put a loaf your head (go ahead)
"Go ahead" (go)
Put a loaf on your head
Niggas be killin' baby daddies, ain't worried about the kids
Is she really with the shit?
Is she really out in the field? Yeah
Yesterday she had Timbs on
Today she gotta heels on
Leave his head on the rail by the Hillstones
Word is, she don't only do hits on Billboard
Casing shit, I'm here for it
The feds got your name on a clipboard
I didn't cry tears for it
Only surround myself with people I'd do a hunnid years for, uh
It's no limit She's 'bout it, 'bout it
She got skeletons in her closet
No more fallin' out with niggas, just drop 'em
She got info in her bio, need a sponsor
Humble beast, turned me to a monster
Have you ever lost your mind and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?
He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a low taper, now he got dreads (whoa, yeah)
You know why he got dreads
Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter, "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (go)
We put a loaf your head (go)
"Go ahead" (go)
Put a loaf on your head
Niggas got on the edge (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Please don't shoot at no legs
Kept a couple niggas fed
In my city breakin' bread
Yeah, put the east side on
Back when I had my Levi's on
Bitches ungrateful when they know that they wrong
If I ain't turned my city up, then where the fuck am I from?
Y'all be bitin' your tongue, they be bitin' my style
Bitch stop playin' 'fore we knock you down
Playin' with my name is like playin' with the government
Supper's here and I ain't never leave my niggas sufferin'
Do you know what I'm up against?
I'm movin' like I'm Ghost out here
Got a lot of power that, I ain't even know I had
Bag a bitch while she takin' in her grocery bags
I'm smokin' good, knowin' that the smoke is bad
Have you ever lost your mind and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?
He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a low taper, now he got dreads (whoa, yeah)
You know why he got dreads
Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter, "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (go)
We put a loaf your head (go)
"Go ahead" (go)
Put a loaf on your head