Late Night Thoughts

I make a month what you niggas spend on a car (huh)
She's topping me off, I'm like do you love me or not (huh)
When I get on, I'm bringing the gang to the top (huh)
Road to riches nigga, I cannot stop
And it's all eyes on me, I gotta' take it all
Take a walk in my shoes nigga, you'd probably fall
Me and Blu ain't work out, I would've married her (Jordan)
Pictures on my phones and kept one on the wall
Girl after girl, nigga I need them all
Bitch nigga tried to front, like why you get Nina involved
I'll make a call, don't want to know
Always stand tall, I gotta' ball
She wanted love and I broke her heart
Sorry, I'm not who they used to know
You cannot tell me no, these niggas steal my flow
These niggas want my dough, these niggas want my hoes

Too much pressure now, I'll get better now
Unc' said I need that illusion, keep working on you and your music
I got a feeling he know what I'm doing
She said my dick good, she gon' use me
I know my bitch good, but she's choosey
Niggas be acting like movies
That girl cute and all, but she's a groupie
I gotta' follow my pops he influenced me, and I influence
I was a lost soul, I cannot lose it
Niggas don't want smoke, like a Lucy
Damn Lee, how did I lose you?
This shit is hurting my heart, tore me apart
Why god? He was there from the start
Now Vizz's locked up, Slim's locked up and two four will be home soon
I know they'll all be home soon



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Young
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