$Toner.$teph - Voices in My Head Lyrics

I got some voices up I'm in my head And tell me to go get the bread
I remember I was broke I had to get up about the bed
Time equal money, I can sleep, I need some bread
Bagging just like Santa high like a sled (Ayy)

We coming
Add it
We ran it up
You runner up
We got money
We got hoes, good gas
And everything you want
You rolling up boney toneys, that's a kd in blunt
I remember I was fiening, Geeking was smoking just for fun
Now I get for reason, stonersteph keep that good skunk
Now the grass getting greener, I'm only focus on my funds.... (Yea)
Dirty money, clean hustle, clean drugs addirty lungs
Pull up to shop but before come tell me what you want
You know keep good gas, (yea) pull to pump
Made it all of the trap, I don't gotta front
Plug see me coming up, now he front me
Wake repeat the hustle stack the money
Monday through Sunday Monday through we bagging onion
I need meal bitch I'm money hungry

I got some voices up I'm in my head And tell me to go get the bread
I remember I was broke I had to get up about the bed
Time equal money, I can sleep, I need some bread
Bagging just like Santa high like a sled
I got some voices up I'm in my head And tell me to go get the bread
I remember I was broke I had to get up about the bed
Time equal money, I can sleep, I need some bread
Bagging just like Santa high like a sled

I don't to sleep I just take power naps, I got money insomnia
My money long like anaconda.. Only focused on money cut off drAma
Fuck all that bullshit, take it to your mama
Your partners fake crack me like lobster
Organize crime, moving silence like a mobster
Turn ya he'd red like pasta. Give you fade like I was barber
She said she want me fuck and spank her like dada
Since so thirsty duck my dick she wanna baba. I can't fuck if you ain't got dollars
If you broke tell me how you gonna prospers
Ask random niggas for dollars. Bitch that's dead, get through your head
If you fucking with me better some bread
That go for niggas too
If I can do it you can do it too
I been through the struggle too and I had to hustle fool
All these zeros, it look like oooo
All these banks rolls all this loot
Came up selling all this damn boof
All this good dank house smelling like the zoo
Justed pulled up with bro, now we danking out the coupe

I got some voices up I'm in my head And tell me to go get the bread
I remember I was broke I had to get up about the bed
Time equal money, I can sleep, I need some bread
Bagging just like Santa high like a sled

Started flipped out small who got 5 on blunt
Got my first package sold it all once
All do i is make money, that's all want
I can't go outside, if I'm broke
Hoe im on my way to dough
I'm too busy flipping this dope
Fuck the judge and fuck court
Fresh to death, feel like corpse
Lost my feelings smoking torch
I promise on god stressing no more
We getting money run it up like sport
She wanna 3some that's a s'more
Suck eclair, till your jaw sour
I want a job but I need more
This a money marathon run it up stay on course
Show them haters no remorse
This a stoner marathon smoke till you get horse
Feel like I'm fresh up off the porch
I'm too high getting off my horse
Let me take a quick breath and spark up this torch
We got that pressure, you smoke manure
Take that bullshit out the door
Use to have Reggie but that ain't nomore
I was 13 just stepping out door
Selling dope for plug, and splitting dough