Lyrics Nike Air - LIL CYP

Cash in my head
Always on that gas
Put that on my check
No I won′t come back

Man I miss her head
This shit isn't fair
I′m worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed

Dead people in my pocket
Dead people in my head
Dead people in my wallet
Dead people in my head

Dead people
Dead people
Dead people in my head

Mixing codeine
With prometazine
Waiting for my green
And she's on me
My misstress can feel me
My Bros can heal me
I don't care about hoes
I just care about dough
Go to twitter and say
What you gotta say
But you know you gon′ bleed
If you talk shit on my face

Cash in my head
Always on that gas
Put that on my check
No I won′t come back

Man I miss her head
This shit isn't fair
I′m worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed

Dead people in my pocket
Dead people in my head
Dead people in my wallet
Dead people in my head

Dead people
Dead people
Dead people in my head