Head.rap Songtext

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Head.rap Songtext
I ain't got the time to look close on you
On you, no

Visits to county, we all fine
Seen my homie cut his dreads this time
I was growin' my hair, but I never considered tryin'
Lockin' it up, you know turn a root to Devine
Saw free form, slim kid, far side
For the fist time, in the running video
I saw what I looked like in an alternate light
Gettin' off into details, this is all about my lock journey
Took the bus on [?]
Hopin' that I don't die today, it's bright and early
She looked at me like, she love the nappy boy
Full press down like a tabloid
Searchin' for an avenue, ways to reflect my current attitude
Views of the world, I'm Malik to my Grandma
Who used to braid my hair, but I had to cut 'em at the school
And it was black ran, I'm just a black man
Lookin' for a good day, good state, lap dance
I play the game, but I won't tap dance
Now you might see me out in a head wrap
The fitted, but I didn't get it on Fairfax
I show you where I'm at like AirTags
I deserve a subtle flex and a rare brag
'Cause I'm the one who put the dreads in the CARE hat
Cut 'em then immediately grew my hair, back, haha, yeah
That's when they started lettin' me fly without a-
Without a random search
From the moment I get up out of bed
This broad day what comes from my head
I don't deal with nobody's shit
Keep growin' your garden

You keep growin' your garden (Garden)
Wins and wins they hardened it
I don't even what sparked it
Inspiration spark
Young dreadful niggas finna start shit

[?] relaxes out an nappy afros
And breakin' plastics from scratchin' scalps with rat combs
Curl patterns that fight back and aggro
So wild that you can't put a fuckin' cap on
Momma scratchin' my dandruff, flew back home
Still [?] headed, boy, you are not that grown
Them neck braids help you build backbone
Everybody flamed your ass
You either laughed or just hoped one day the style catch on
Shawty, my goals is more than you can brag on
When the add up won't be an App on that phone
Need guap like a cheese head, Brett Favre
Oh, you seen a weed head got dreadlocks?
Oh, you seen a couple savages too?
Couple of babies who done started their journey anew
I'm rootin' for you, we can start at the root
I'm who they told you I was, it's all true
The journey so fire, had to tell mine
I just [?] my shawty for a head tie
And the motherfucker broke before I-
Before I even got to rap my shit

From the moment I get up out of bed
This broad day what comes from my head
I don't deal with nobody's shit
Keep growin' your garden

You keep growin' your garden (Garden)
Wins and wins they hardened it
I don't even what sparked it
Inspiration spark
Young dreadful niggas finna start shit