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Lyrics



Priddy Ugly - Head of State Lyrics



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I'm a head of state
Now we can set a date
Leave your body
While your soul levitates to heaven's gate
I was high for a second, came hella late
I'm a lot like Jesus, I just got a better fade
When life gives you lemon
They said make some lemonade
I don't like lemonade so I'mma smoke this lemon haze
Smoking better grade, center stage
In the Himalayas, in seven days
This heavenly flow got me hella paid

verse 1
Praying for some better days
When we celebrate
And the pain never goes away
But it never stays
So we blaze on some better haze
On whichever date
Any given day, I'm the hurricane
The weather made
There's clever ways to get it though
Never hesitate
It's been a maze, my dinners were cold
I was never fazed
I amaze, invested my flow, never imitate
You've been afraid
You mimicking Cole, you'll never replicate
Yeah I've been had the juice
Been had the Minute Maid
You've been eating off my plate
I've been had this bitter taste
Twitter mention my name
And I'mma at you with your face
While you babysit your siblings
Kidnap you at your place
I'm immaculate the waves
My jean fabric is Versace
Imagine ski masks and three gats in your face
Relax 'cause she asked to ski
Fast on your baby
Heat rash on her waist
While she laughs in your face
Tick tick, I'm the bomb
And I'm suited at tonight
Assume that you couldn't move
As soon as the weapon's aimed
Your goons need a second aim
And still miss the second aim
Ricochets, these fools either miss
Or they hit a stray

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verse 2
No, I don't fuck with rap niggas
All this drip that I got on
Man you could bath niggas
If it wasn't for my girl
I'd probably slap niggas
Big brand now wanna big brand with us
Ain't no blanks in the bank
Thank the ancestors
The brands with us got the bands
Cut the bag with us
A lot of niggas in their bag
'Til they brand with us
Gas spinners got the fam moving fabulous
We're heaven-sent
I'm the type you emulate
Fly as Emirates and the high from the lemon haze
Make you hyperventilate
Won't die for the tuna sake
I'mma dine on some fresher plates
Die for the treasure case
And I'mma ride 'til the pleasure fades

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