Thoughts in My Head
It's just the Thoughts In My Head
Shit I be thinking about
Feel me
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
Been on my grind for a while now
Got some people on my back I can't let down
Exotic buds get my weed from the west now
Y'all smoking push up its bringing ya chest down
Get money invest now
Cuz when you down them hoes gon disappear
Mans gon fall back can't see him in the rear
Just got a check up and they said my vision clear
But in 2020 I can't seem to see the snakes near
No
Can't see the snakes near
But I'm steady tryna find them
I cut the grass they still here
It was times I went to bed bumpin meek dreamin nightmares
Plenty niggas tried to line me but I'm still here
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
And you don't wanna end up on that front page
Hoes selling pussy on snap ain't no more back page
My niggas really want smoke we gon come that way
Benz don't come with umbrellas I took the Wraith way
Don't hit my phone about business if it don't pay
And I don't care about girls that took the treesh way
I'm known to have the shoes before the release date
And its always been fu*k 12 fuck what police say
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
Shit I be thinking about
Feel me
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
Been on my grind for a while now
Got some people on my back I can't let down
Exotic buds get my weed from the west now
Y'all smoking push up its bringing ya chest down
Get money invest now
Cuz when you down them hoes gon disappear
Mans gon fall back can't see him in the rear
Just got a check up and they said my vision clear
But in 2020 I can't seem to see the snakes near
No
Can't see the snakes near
But I'm steady tryna find them
I cut the grass they still here
It was times I went to bed bumpin meek dreamin nightmares
Plenty niggas tried to line me but I'm still here
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
And you don't wanna end up on that front page
Hoes selling pussy on snap ain't no more back page
My niggas really want smoke we gon come that way
Benz don't come with umbrellas I took the Wraith way
Don't hit my phone about business if it don't pay
And I don't care about girls that took the treesh way
I'm known to have the shoes before the release date
And its always been fu*k 12 fuck what police say
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
Feel like a World War yea I'm stuck in them Trenches
Used to dream of them thots now I'm fuckin them bitches
You might be getting money but who run it up quicker
Emotions on Trump, son I ain't fuckin with niggas
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Writer(s): Maceo Clinton
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