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hypothetical - head right lyrics

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chorus:

i know one day ima make it rich
pile to the ceiling that’s my sentiment
working hard has never led to innocence
you better get your head right
(x2)

verse:

i watch reactions lost on common faces
solid state to stay in, hotter when i switch my cadence
born a father to the odder segments, a lot to take in
they tie my laces just to get me racing, zoom

i’m a forest fire on the nile, with a pair of jumpmen
when i walk on water hold my style, ya’ll scared to jump in?
pumping brakes is all that ya’ll desire, burning skunk and branding
turning pay to manning, heard that satan’s asking

so i’ll save the track and just embrace the boom
check the locker, raise the roof and set the offer
waste the dude cause compet-tion’s gold to copper
i got the rock-em-sock-em boppers
pop the tops on bottles every time i’m thought of

the compet-tions left me proper
i’ll raise the product and arrange the change on dotted lines
sip the faded gatorade to p-ss the time
save the weight until i peak the random finds, the cl-ssics mine
i’m on the roster, take the shelving out to see the monster

chorus:
i know one day ima make it rich
pile to the ceiling that’s my sentiment
working hard has never led to innocence
you better get your head right
(x2)

verse 2:

love that taste of the raindrop on my tongue, everybody in the club looking so fly
all up in the cut, wanna know why. why i started this? why i lost it?
good amount of drugs in that truck already, everybody wants a piece of it
in an even split, but i’m hungry. who’d i change to become me?

who’d i chase and then race downstairs to defeat my fears in the dungeon
wonderin how i’d get to the top again, with a simple pen to do all my huntin
hit some homers while ya’ll been buntin, take a minute to envision that
to replace my past and to save some gas for the pace too fast in my orgy

if i faced my past i’d be h-rny, save the best for last, that’s the old me
don’t rest that dash till the car done crash in the back of the -ss of the money
then collect that cash and replace the stash with the note to relax on the ‘gun seat
all my tactics set with magic, so happy to be erratically lonely

guess i’ll tell that to the bar keep, to keep you from riding
higher ground hiding, always distracting the pilot
yes i am finer tune fining my writing. i’ll have a shot with the giants
the thought of judgment makes me want it so lets start by defining

chorus:
i know one day ima make it rich
pile to the ceiling that’s my sentiment
working hard has never led to innocence
you better get your head right
(x4)

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