Head First lyrics
by 22nd Jim
[Intro]
(Reece, take 'em to church)
[Verse 1]
I put this sh*t straight on my shoulders when these n*ggas turned they back
Real street n*gga, tryna convince n*ggas I rap
I put on for my city, 22nd on the map
From the bottom of the barrel, from the bottom of the map
Well-known around the city, everywhere I go, I'm strapped
Kept it solid with fake n*ggas, but they ain't gon' tell you that
Gave a couple n*ggas passes who I probably should've stabbed
Gave a couple b*tches passes who I probably should've slapped
Ain't no dirt up on my name, guarantee you, that's a fact
I stood tall in that county, lost it all and got it back
Man, I miss my n*gga Teddy, we gon' gеt them n*ggas back
Can't wait to get them n*ggas back
Frеsh up out the trap, hand me a shovel
I done been in so many wars, I need a medal
Rockstar life, they all rock with heavy metal
How you say you love a n*gga but playin' in the middle?
Made it rain on pus*y n*ggas, no confetti
n*ggas say they want it, but them n*ggas, they ain't ready
3.00 Blackout, when you shoot it, hold it steady
Lost my n*gga Trigger, swear to God, I wasn't ready
[Chorus]
Headfirst up in the field, ain't no callin' timeouts
And be careful when you slide, them crackers givin' time out
Poured a four straight in my Fanta, had to get my mind right
I was lost up in them trenches, had to get my grind right
Now I shine bright, n*ggas know I'm the one
Play with tease if n*ggas want to, n*ggas know I'ma come
Give a f*ck 'bout Instagram, in real life, n*ggas bums
If I saw you out in traffic, n*ggas probably would run
[Verse 2]
I'ma give it to you raw, I ain't bitin' my tongue
Yeah, I got hit on 22nd, I was bustin' my gun
Got the block around my neck, ain't gotta ask where I'm from
I just [?][1:25] and I consider it done
And I ain't goin' back to jail, I'd rather go on the run
Really grew up 'round them hustlers and them killers and thugs
Took my kindness for a weakness, I ain't showin' no love
n*ggas fronted on a n*gga when they know I'm the one
These n*ggas rookies in this sh*t, watch how you play with a vet
'Cause when we come, we come for real, tie n*ggas' head to they chest
And I ain't askin', I ain't beggin', b*tch, demandin' respect
And I ain't askin for no money, b*tch, demandin' the check
And I been on the bench for so long, only right a n*gga ball
And I grew up in the murders, f*ckin' right I had it hard
It ain't no foldin', ain't no rollin', f*ckin' right I'm standin' tall
If them n*ggas sayin' f*ck me, then you know it's f*ck 'em all
[Chorus]
Headfirst up in the field, ain't no callin' timeouts
And be careful when you slide, them crackers givin' time out
Poured a four straight in my Fanta, had to get my mind right
I was lost up in them trenches, had to get my grind right
Now I shine bright, n*ggas know I'm the one
Play with tease if n*ggas want to, n*ggas know I'ma come
Give a f*ck 'bout Instagram, in real life, n*ggas bums
If I saw you out in traffic, n*ggas probably would run
Jim, n*gga