"My Hands" lyrics

My head
My hands

The gun clicker told you run ya funds quicker
I was tryna fight it, couldn't ride with dumb niggas
Drove without a license, handled runs before dinner
Never been complacent, I was born a go-getter
I'm tryna keep the peace, thoughts of Tulsa got me crying
Make me think I'm tripping if I walk without a iron
It's different but the same now bought and then supplied it
I'm tired of the PayPal, I'm tryna make deposits

Old white people want me dead, I be rolling up
Grand wizard house in the south tryna blow it up
Put the bounce to the ounce, never hold enough
Getting grown, been a couple yrs since I smoked a Dutch
They make concept albums, avoid topics
I got tracks with my heroes and void pockets
Niggas in they videos flashing toy rockets
You ain't really tryna pull back boy, stop it

My head
My hands

If the pigs killed me would y'all forget in one week?
See it on the screen and tell ya homie watching One Piece
Walking through the mire, hope to see some peaks
I might be a part of problem, I just puff trees
Wanna move forward, what I seen got me bugging
Used to fuck with politics, taught me about corruption
Couldn't ever follow scripts, pay would get deducted
Days that I be thinking bout spraying who above us

With my head
With my hands
My head
My hands
They put a gun to my head
And now it's in my hands