Late Night Thoughts
Gripping on a double cup of Sprite
Big gulp down bitch I might
Ain't living wrong but I ain't living right
I just don't give a fuck so it's done out of spite
Spark it up once space out
I don't even gotta chase clout
Bitch I've been on cause the rhymes go hard
Don't regret what I say got a spine no heart
Staying lowkey cause they're cutthroat
Gone down below all the blunt smoke
Calm of the storm lemme grab popcorn
While I diss on a bitch by now it's a sport
Rip a few bitches on a track
Sound and style it's just wack
I don't applaud if a show kept me bored
Like it's time to re do it it's back to the board
Late night thoughts and contemplation
All these late night conversations
They just spin around my head
Stuck close to my mind by just a thread
Running round now gotta count
Every last stack and amount
Back door closed dot zip on a bitch
Toe tag then I'm out press Shift F6
Password known got the code
Dot bat link on the low
Won't open up step back from the gate
I don't get close bitch no better stay away
You don't say shit that's deep
Tread in the water to your feet
Every last word yeah they just fall flat
Looking right up to me I don't sound like that
You don't say shit that you mean
Sold to the mass we agree
I don't agree with the shit that you do
And I promise you'll end and not later but soon
Late night thoughts and contemplation
All these late night conversations
They just spin around my head
Stuck close to my mind by just a thread
Big gulp down bitch I might
Ain't living wrong but I ain't living right
I just don't give a fuck so it's done out of spite
Spark it up once space out
I don't even gotta chase clout
Bitch I've been on cause the rhymes go hard
Don't regret what I say got a spine no heart
Staying lowkey cause they're cutthroat
Gone down below all the blunt smoke
Calm of the storm lemme grab popcorn
While I diss on a bitch by now it's a sport
Rip a few bitches on a track
Sound and style it's just wack
I don't applaud if a show kept me bored
Like it's time to re do it it's back to the board
Late night thoughts and contemplation
All these late night conversations
They just spin around my head
Stuck close to my mind by just a thread
Running round now gotta count
Every last stack and amount
Back door closed dot zip on a bitch
Toe tag then I'm out press Shift F6
Password known got the code
Dot bat link on the low
Won't open up step back from the gate
I don't get close bitch no better stay away
You don't say shit that's deep
Tread in the water to your feet
Every last word yeah they just fall flat
Looking right up to me I don't sound like that
You don't say shit that you mean
Sold to the mass we agree
I don't agree with the shit that you do
And I promise you'll end and not later but soon
Late night thoughts and contemplation
All these late night conversations
They just spin around my head
Stuck close to my mind by just a thread
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