Thoughts V3

Oops, I done did it again
I've got this new shit that's gonna make these nigga's head spin
Go chill with ya folks, go chill with ya kin

Called up Wendy since she was here the other day knocking at my door
Come to find out that she's a 4 for 4
I use to chill with everyone now I just don't kick it anymore
That old shit was nothing but a core
Now all I do is sit up in my room on the floor
Looking out same window, i explore

I use to stare at a tramp on lean to make my eyes jump
Should've let you in the beginning if I knew you were here to front
If push comes to start, and jump comes to land
Then somebody tell me please if God is a woman or man
We never focus on what's real, I need my inner soul to heal

Started my own shit once I became inspired by the msfts
Got these niggas wondering oh who is this bitch
It's me, Nova Lopes, and don't you forget this
Just cruising through the late nights with me, myself, and I
Once I become entitled to an opinion
Yo, I swear to God everyone wants to fight
They don't like me cause I'm different
Dealt with this shit since way back so i ain't even trippin
Just water's what I'm sippin
These risky texts got me thinking
Wake up, my eyes get to blinking
Niggas talking bout how they got they girls drippin

Said these are the thoughts that are going on in my head
Operate on me surgeon, these jokes think that I went dead
That I went dead