Henny September
Im getting Hot Headed
It's feeling like May
Bottled Emotions
Alotta on my chest
I can't say I'm okay
Not into rushing
Won't try to be perfect
I know everyday
Shootin for Stars
When I look in the sky
And it's all in my range
Pardon my ignorance
I was dead broke
That's explaining the bitterness
Nothing is sweet
Matter a fact
Cola her body
Her pussy a baldy
I'm Tongue kissing clitoris
I hate the gibberish
Don't wanna talk
Cost to be social
When fakes in vicinity
Distant from family
What's gotten into me
Smoke when I drink
I can't disrupt the synergy
Don't give a f*ck
First time a nigga been high in a month
Tell me what's up
In God I Trust
Be Rich I Must
Loving myself
And I'm Loving Lust
Don't give a f*ck
Can't sugarcoat when I'm keeping it blunt
Tell me what's up
In God I Trust
Be Rich I Must
Wealth's of the Mind
But I'm pouring up a cup
I break right through all glass ceilings
Double Fs Fendi F*ck Feelings
Young Poseidon in a Ghibli
Belt Orion's don't need Gucci
They want smoke well pass my loosie
This to raw still hate sushi
Gods my judge so f*ck you judy
I ain't changed you thought you knew me
I been to Humble
Too long
I been through struggle
Too long
Hustle like Nip
Through a song
Trusting the process
That's all
Orange cocaine
She gon sniff Adderall
Prayed for no Reason
The lord ducking calls
40 Xans in the car
So I'm ducking the law
Cudi and Hova
Yeah I'm already home
Never shop at the mall
But against all the odds
Henny September
I'm getting Hot Headed
It's feeling like May
Bottled Emotions
Alotta on my chest
I can't say I'm okay
Not into rushing
Won't try to be perfect
I know everyday
Shootin for the Stars
When I look in the sky
And it's all in my range
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Henny September
Im getting Hot Headed
It's feeling like May
Bottled Emotions
Alotta on my chest
I can't say I'm okay
Not into rushing
Won't try to be perfect
I know everyday
Shootin for Stars
When I look in the sky
And it's all in my range
Pardon my ignorance
I was dead broke
That's explaining the bitterness
Nothing is sweet
Matter a fact
Cola her body
Her pussy a baldy
I'm Tongue kissing clitoris
I hate the gibberish
Don't wanna talk
Cost to be social
When fakes in vicinity
Distant from family
What's gotten into me
Smoke when I drink
I can't disrupt the synergy
Don't give a f*ck
First time a nigga been high in a month
Tell me what's up
In God I Trust
Be Rich I Must
Loving myself
And I'm Loving Lust
Don't give a f*ck
Can't sugarcoat when I'm keeping it blunt
Tell me what's up
In God I Trust
Be Rich I Must
Wealth's of the Mind
But I'm pouring up a cup
I break right through all glass ceilings
Double Fs Fendi F*ck Feelings
Young Poseidon in a Ghibli
Belt Orion's don't need Gucci
They want smoke well pass my loosie
This to raw still hate sushi
Gods my judge so f*ck you judy
I ain't changed you thought you knew me
I been to Humble
Too long
I been through struggle
Too long
Hustle like Nip
Through a song
Trusting the process
That's all
Orange cocaine
She gon sniff Adderall
Prayed for no Reason
The lord ducking calls
40 Xans in the car
So I'm ducking the law
Cudi and Hova
Yeah I'm already home
Never shop at the mall
But against all the odds
Henny September
I'm getting Hot Headed
It's feeling like May
Bottled Emotions
Alotta on my chest
I can't say I'm okay
Not into rushing
Won't try to be perfect
I know everyday
Shootin for the Stars
When I look in the sky
And it's all in my range
Im getting Hot Headed
It's feeling like May
Bottled Emotions
Alotta on my chest
I can't say I'm okay
Not into rushing
Won't try to be perfect
I know everyday
Shootin for Stars
When I look in the sky
And it's all in my range
Pardon my ignorance
I was dead broke
That's explaining the bitterness
Nothing is sweet
Matter a fact
Cola her body
Her pussy a baldy
I'm Tongue kissing clitoris
I hate the gibberish
Don't wanna talk
Cost to be social
When fakes in vicinity
Distant from family
What's gotten into me
Smoke when I drink
I can't disrupt the synergy
Don't give a f*ck
First time a nigga been high in a month
Tell me what's up
In God I Trust
Be Rich I Must
Loving myself
And I'm Loving Lust
Don't give a f*ck
Can't sugarcoat when I'm keeping it blunt
Tell me what's up
In God I Trust
Be Rich I Must
Wealth's of the Mind
But I'm pouring up a cup
I break right through all glass ceilings
Double Fs Fendi F*ck Feelings
Young Poseidon in a Ghibli
Belt Orion's don't need Gucci
They want smoke well pass my loosie
This to raw still hate sushi
Gods my judge so f*ck you judy
I ain't changed you thought you knew me
I been to Humble
Too long
I been through struggle
Too long
Hustle like Nip
Through a song
Trusting the process
That's all
Orange cocaine
She gon sniff Adderall
Prayed for no Reason
The lord ducking calls
40 Xans in the car
So I'm ducking the law
Cudi and Hova
Yeah I'm already home
Never shop at the mall
But against all the odds
Henny September
I'm getting Hot Headed
It's feeling like May
Bottled Emotions
Alotta on my chest
I can't say I'm okay
Not into rushing
Won't try to be perfect
I know everyday
Shootin for the Stars
When I look in the sky
And it's all in my range
Writer: William Montesino
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