IN MY HEAD*

Lyrics
[Intro: Kevin Abstract and JOBA] I know I always do it better when I see ya I know I always gotta leave in such a hurry Left me in the sink with my face all dirty Parked outside of Sonic and my niggas got Got too much shit to think about (I know I'm broken) Got too much shit to think about (Yeah nigga, I know) (I can't stop) [Chorus: JOBA] Nothing in my head ever makes sense Nothing in my head ever makes sense Tell me who I am, I don't know (Nothing in my head) I'm doing dumb shit I did before (Ever makes sense) Running from all I know (Nothing in my head) Hate it when my mama calls (Ever makes sense) [Post-Chorus: JOBA] Just a baby boy, who's lost his soul The life he lives sure takes a toll It's all in my head It's all in my head [Verse 1: Dom McLennon] They tryna publicate these watered down soliloquies And wonder why I don't reciprocate the energy I'm movin' vividly, I ain't for the civility They check my brilliancy, uh What's next when you shake up the world within a trilogy? Become a better human? Check your masculinity? The Brutuses around you start to move suspiciously Too many voices around me, I don't need a polyphony This ain't for dignity This ain't for principle It's just the truth that there's nobody that's invincible [Chorus: JOBA] Nothing in my head ever makes sense Nothing in my head ever makes sense Tell me who I am, I don't know (Nothing in my head) I'm doing dumb shit I did before (Ever makes sense) Running from all I know (Nothing in my head) Hate it when my mama call (Ever makes sense) [Verse 2: Kevin Abstract] What's heaven look like? What our brothers look like? What he look like when he realize that we not alike? I was younger, I would pretend my toothbrush was a mic Late to school 'cause I was singing in the mirror like I just got signed (Your truth gon' set me free) (Your truth gon' set me free) I'm hangin' on by a rope, come on Angelo Come on, let me grow, let me love, let me glow Had the TV show, shit, let me know Can't trust people Cried thinkin' about how I can't help people that put me first Man, the pride shit hurt 'cause I know ma hurt Do I help her or watch her hurt? Bein' petty by the time she ain't put me first It could be made up (Ah, ah) It's probably made up (Ah) [Non-Lyrical Vocals] [Outro: Kevin Abstract] Ooh, ooh Ooh. ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh
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Credits
- Writers
- Kevin Abstract
- Dom McLennon
- Joba