Roaming Thoughts (feat. Bklyn Baby)

Down in north carolina
One brother
Its one mother
They ain't know the way
Up north
We changing something

Like shit
It's bout to change
Guess it changed for the better

Ain't no father in these cycles
They released him
He clever

I ain't get it then
But trust me
Believe me
I get it now

She just kept
Having abortions
Kept on recording
Ways imma bring us out

But thats my ex chick
Gotta thank you
Real love
Made it hard erasing

Real love
Made it harder racing
When they give it up
Seeing all attachments

Back in my bag
Like a bitch
Mind on a island
Like stitch

Say they can fuck with me
Looking who fuck with me
Being too humble
Im hurting myself

Helping them out
Im hurting myself
Call self control
I need me the help

We was in them partments
Fight nights
Down at D'felos

We was smoking spliffs
12 heads
That was some gas though?

Member never smoking now i smoke when i wake

Member shortys
Never nahhh
Run it back
What you say?

We was in them partments
Fight nights
Down at D'felos

We was smoking spliffs
12 heads
That was some gas though?

Member never smoking now i Smoke when i wake

Member shortys
Never nahhh
Run it back
What you say

I see em gossip
I ain't into that
Off of social
Ion chitter chat

See em talking ain't into that

As long as i see the fam
Thats some motivation
In the back of the uber
Always been observating

They always take it more Personal
When you ain't personal

Bitches in the room
They switching they whole
Persona up

They put it all on the line just for Some Pussy

Just for the

One time
Just say it with me

They do it for the
P U S S Y

You know that saying
Hit it once
Man I know that you lied

Bitch bad
Personality trash
Told me keep her entertained
Put my shit in the bag



Credits
Writer(s): Shaun Sinclair
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