Ummmm...migraines from overthinking
I'm tryna let go, I'm tryna let go
Let go of the past, man that shyt been tryna creep up, up
Contemplatin' on if I'm really as strong as I thought, bytch I might be
Quick to pull me down but as much as I've seen, I can't fall, it's unlikely
shyt get a little twisted up
I put my troubles in the dirty then I mix it up
I’m bouta change my number
Like I haven’t switched enough
This is home
And you ain't Zone 6 enough
Gone
I’m from East Atlanta Zone
If you ain't from it
Take your ass home
I let my heart talk, keep my mental strong
Speak the whole truth 'til my money long