Thoughts (feat. Brickside Leem)

See lately I don't talk with niggas
And lately I can't walk with niggas
Give a fuck if I was starving with ya'
Cuz plenty times when I was down they wasn't down
Only around when I was up
So lately I've been moving cautious with em'
They telling way too many lies so I don't feel em'
They the ones trippin' but they paint me as a villain
Always been real humble bout the things I've been getting
But I pop my shit cuz I know that it be killing em'

Thoughts up in my head from the pain I've been
Through
Thoughts up in my head from the way I've been
Used
Thinking I forgot but I remember
I've been trynna do right but they want me to do wrong
Gotta tell God I'm sorry for the times that I'm a sinner

See I remember back then
I was getting played for a fool, that was past tense
I ain't know my worth, I was used now I'm taxing
Fake love all around me, all these niggas cappin'
But I just cut em' off, they ain't getting no reaction
They was hating behind the curtains while I was steady clapping
Fuck em' tho
We focused on money lets bring the racks in
And if he moving funny we make a movie that's LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION

And it ain't safe for niggas
Got someone to count on me forever I don't play with niggas
Shit could pop off like confetti clap em' like congratulations nigga
Stay dangerous
The way you moving really got me anxious
You trynna' ride the wave but you ain't us
Get the bag by being real that's why they hate us
All them guns up in your video don't phase us
I really got something to die for I will stain ya'

See lately I don't talk with niggas
And lately I can't walk with niggas
Give a fuck if I was starving with ya'
Cuz plenty times when I was down they wasn't down
Only around when I was up
So lately I've been moving cautious with em'
They telling way too many lies so I don't feel em'
They the ones trippin' but they paint me as a villain
Always been real humble bout the things I've been getting
But I pop my shit cuz I know that it be killing em'

Thoughts up in my head from the pain I've been
Through
Thoughts up in my head from the way I've been
Used
Thinking I forgot but I remember
I've been trynna do right but they want me to do wrong
Gotta tell God I'm sorry for the times that I'm a sinner

My tears keep running down my face
Making this music praying I pop off
Wifey said she see me being great hope it's the same for ya'll
Get up out these trenches
Niggas trippin' trynna see me fall
Babies they deserve it all, so you know I gotta ball
Lately my kids they've been on my mind, hope they fix me up
Man all this stress it got me heated up
So I fill my cup
Been feeling down so hit the stu
Just to keep me up
Hit up Chi and tell him start that booth cuz I'm on my way up yeah
My windows tinted when ridin' so can't nobody see me
Momma told me stay humble cuz niggas wanna be me
Always told ya'll I got it but niggas ain't believe me
So fuck you niggas who plotting cuz they could never be me
Remember nights when we was juxin
Broken from the bottom we was starving so we took it
Youngins' running wild
For a come-up we was looking so you got it and I need it
Run up on you clear your pockets
Give a fuck about a booking
From the bottom
Brother starving best believe you know I got him
I'm trynna feed my kids cuz poverty a problem
So you know I need that
Give me your guap fore' you get smoked like you a weed pack
I'm from the bottom
My brother starving best believe you know I got him
I'm trynna feed my kids cuz poverty a problem
So you know I need that
Give me your guap fore' you get smoked like you a weed pack
Bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Trevon Jackson
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