Thoughts
Tryna tell me all my thoughts
If you really wanna know lets take it from the top
Wishing you were with me, but the journey carries on
Lost a couple homies, but thats for another song
The devil is in the money hope you never play along
All the same
Thats all thats in my brain
Even 4000 ft while I'm staring out the plane
Praying for that rollie or the AP Plain Jane
Need to get it A$AP like the Yamborghini chain
Wanna hear my real thoughts, then listen up
Remember what I'm saying, cause it's better when it's stuck
Been the class loner since a nigga was a pup
Glad I had a single homie, but I know it wasn't luck
Or love
Every night I'd pray for help from above
All a youngin really needed was a hug
Prayers were never answered so a nigga gave up
And I never really felt like a lover
Block boys were tougher
Be came a lot rougher
Even liked a lil shorty
But I never could cuff her
Now she creepin' in my DMs
But I'm never gon fuck her
Tryna tell me all my thoughts
If you really wanna know lets take it from the top
Wishing you were with me, but the journey carries on
Lost a couple homies, but thats for another song
The devil is in the money hope you never play along
All the same
Thats all thats in my brain
Even 4000 ft while I'm staring out the plane
Praying for that rollie or the AP Plain Jane
Need to get it A$AP like the Yamborghini chain
Fast foward now a nigga aboard
Poppin' bottles in the club giving thanks to the lord
Now my life is a movie and no one pulling the cord
Getting everything I wanted ain't no time to be bored
But still a nigga feeling lonely
And my boy I called my homie doesn't know me
Getting high for pain isn't holy
Either way the ones above me never troll me
But I'm taking the time
While I'm writing my rhymes
If wasn't a crime
My thoughts would've stole me
Tryna tell me all my thoughts
If you really wanna know lets take it from the top
Wishing you were with me, but the journey carries on
Lost a couple homies, but thats for another song
The devil is in the money hope you never play along
All the same
Thats all thats in my brain
Even 4000 feet while I'm staring out the plane
Praying for that rollie or the AP Plain Jane
Need to get it ASAP like the Yamborghini chain
If you really wanna know lets take it from the top
Wishing you were with me, but the journey carries on
Lost a couple homies, but thats for another song
The devil is in the money hope you never play along
All the same
Thats all thats in my brain
Even 4000 ft while I'm staring out the plane
Praying for that rollie or the AP Plain Jane
Need to get it A$AP like the Yamborghini chain
Wanna hear my real thoughts, then listen up
Remember what I'm saying, cause it's better when it's stuck
Been the class loner since a nigga was a pup
Glad I had a single homie, but I know it wasn't luck
Or love
Every night I'd pray for help from above
All a youngin really needed was a hug
Prayers were never answered so a nigga gave up
And I never really felt like a lover
Block boys were tougher
Be came a lot rougher
Even liked a lil shorty
But I never could cuff her
Now she creepin' in my DMs
But I'm never gon fuck her
Tryna tell me all my thoughts
If you really wanna know lets take it from the top
Wishing you were with me, but the journey carries on
Lost a couple homies, but thats for another song
The devil is in the money hope you never play along
All the same
Thats all thats in my brain
Even 4000 ft while I'm staring out the plane
Praying for that rollie or the AP Plain Jane
Need to get it A$AP like the Yamborghini chain
Fast foward now a nigga aboard
Poppin' bottles in the club giving thanks to the lord
Now my life is a movie and no one pulling the cord
Getting everything I wanted ain't no time to be bored
But still a nigga feeling lonely
And my boy I called my homie doesn't know me
Getting high for pain isn't holy
Either way the ones above me never troll me
But I'm taking the time
While I'm writing my rhymes
If wasn't a crime
My thoughts would've stole me
Tryna tell me all my thoughts
If you really wanna know lets take it from the top
Wishing you were with me, but the journey carries on
Lost a couple homies, but thats for another song
The devil is in the money hope you never play along
All the same
Thats all thats in my brain
Even 4000 feet while I'm staring out the plane
Praying for that rollie or the AP Plain Jane
Need to get it ASAP like the Yamborghini chain
Credits
Writer(s): Lutanda Wilkie
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