Alone In My Head - Burden

Alone in my head, alone in real life cuz my homies are dead

My brodie come home and I throw him some bread

They can’t endeavor the shit that I been through when I used to sleep on the

floor in the shed

I was in jail thinking my life was just set up to fail

Think I’m the only one keepin it real

Don’t keep that shit in, let me know how you feel

Imma just deal with the pressures of life, the depression feel like I got

weight on my back

Hard to get sleep when your enmies creepin and watchin for police when you

chasin thm racks

I tell the Devil get off me whenever he cross me, I promise the lord got my soul

I got a problem with not lettin go, of things in the past and the things that

are gone

I used to drown in Patron, I was at the bottom of the liquor bottle way too

often

Too late for talkin, don’t need these mother fuckers in my life, nah

That’s the way I’m rockin, that’s real

Ya’ll want the smoke?

Well let me know the deal

Imma just ride til this bitch got no wheels

Homicide in my eyes, the shit that I’m scarred from never could heal

I could count my blessings, I could feel the evil that be all in my presence

Where were these people when I was doing my sentence?

Now I’m known as the mother fuckin menace

They hate when I get it but even more when I spend it

I just wanna win some, I done lost back to back to back to back again

And I ain’t going out like that, or maybe I’m just bein punished for my sins

Who will I offend next?

Try to live a grand card on life, 10x

That can never happen on the Xanax

Locked up dawg, ain’t nobody write my at the Annex.

Nah

Bitch stop playin with a beast, I eats… Better yet, I feast

Far from a rap when I’m after the cheese

Don’t like how she act?

Throw her back to the streets, «Peace!»

Hustle boulevard tactics, a whole lifetime full of practice

Money stuffed in the mattress, I rebel with a passion

How I find time for fashion?

They got high hopes of catchin me lackin, y’all come in this bitch and I’m

blastin

I’m gone take respect, I’m not askin

Live through so much shit that y’all haven’t

Alone in my head, alone in real life cuz my homies are dead

My brodie come home and I throw him some bread

They can’t endeavor the shit that I been through when I used to sleep on the

floor in the shed

I was in jail thinking my life was just set up to fail

Think I’m the only one keepin it real

Don’t keep that shit in, let me know how you feel

Imma just deal with the pressures of life, the depression feel like I got

weight on my back

Hard to get sleep when your enemies creepin and watchin for police when you

chasin them racks

I tell the Devil get off me whenever he cross me, I promise the lord got my soul

I got a problem with not lettin go, of things in the past and the things that

are gone