Bad Thoughts, Pt. 2
Wanna be a boss nigga
Gotta know the price
Cuz you gone take a loss nigga
And ya life might be the cost nigga
We stood on them corners
Every night until the morning
Ain't listen to nothing wasn't
Tryna heed no warnings
Tryna get up out the projects
So I'm on ten
Please proceed with caution
I'm all in
Raw filled with some cookies
Keep me coughing
Lost hit before my birthday
And I think about it often
Ain't tryna answer my phone
Why you calling
And I swore this was last time
I be in my feelings
Ask what's wrong it's just a bad night
I'm really on bad time
I'm in the type of mood to have
A nigga run up on you
And he gripping on a black nine
I'm Blowing heavy gas just to past time
Nyny told me get up in my bag
You better rap
You take a loss
You get it back
Always stay solid
Never lack
I put my family on my back
Cuz the world on my shoulders
Fuck 12
And fuck fake friends
I don't have no patience for satan
Got niggas ready to shoot
I just say when
I told these niggas that I wasn't basic
I'm a fucking monster, a problem
So who really gone face it
I be popping downers
Cuz I be getting anxious
Uber everywhere
I can't stay in the same location
Shawty told me
That she pray I really make it
Was never in no gang bihh
But I'm really sanctioned
I'll be Rebel to death of me
I really be cooking
They just tryna steal the recipe
Cuz Everytime I'm in the booth
I just turn into a better me
I'm a just a trippy nigga living
Sinning praying for forgiveness
But I can't do no 9-5
I need to make a couple million
I Come from poverty and pain
Only the real will know the feeling
Could of died a couple times
I thank god that I'm still living
So What you telling me
I don't like to speak
This my therapy
Smoking hella weed
Use to drink to heavy liquor
Now I'm sipping lean
Remember I use to miss her
Now she missing me
Cuz i been distant
Nothing but a memory
I'm tryna make history
But jealousy breed envy and enemies
I can't feed into the energy
Cuz niggas telling hella lies
Sell they soul to be televised
Speaking on the hood
When they ain't never ride
We came from sitting in the jects
Getting hella high
I could show you the real slums
And where the devil hide
I come from where we risk our lives
Just to stay alive
I got some people I can't see again
And family I wish I was free again
My heart turned cold
That shit don't work
Don't wanna feel pain
So i pop that perc
Perk up my feelings
Cuz them shits be hurt
Them shits be hurt
My heart turned cold
That shit don't work
Don't wanna feel pain
So i pop that perc
Perk up my feelings
Cuz them shits be hurt
Gotta know the price
Cuz you gone take a loss nigga
And ya life might be the cost nigga
We stood on them corners
Every night until the morning
Ain't listen to nothing wasn't
Tryna heed no warnings
Tryna get up out the projects
So I'm on ten
Please proceed with caution
I'm all in
Raw filled with some cookies
Keep me coughing
Lost hit before my birthday
And I think about it often
Ain't tryna answer my phone
Why you calling
And I swore this was last time
I be in my feelings
Ask what's wrong it's just a bad night
I'm really on bad time
I'm in the type of mood to have
A nigga run up on you
And he gripping on a black nine
I'm Blowing heavy gas just to past time
Nyny told me get up in my bag
You better rap
You take a loss
You get it back
Always stay solid
Never lack
I put my family on my back
Cuz the world on my shoulders
Fuck 12
And fuck fake friends
I don't have no patience for satan
Got niggas ready to shoot
I just say when
I told these niggas that I wasn't basic
I'm a fucking monster, a problem
So who really gone face it
I be popping downers
Cuz I be getting anxious
Uber everywhere
I can't stay in the same location
Shawty told me
That she pray I really make it
Was never in no gang bihh
But I'm really sanctioned
I'll be Rebel to death of me
I really be cooking
They just tryna steal the recipe
Cuz Everytime I'm in the booth
I just turn into a better me
I'm a just a trippy nigga living
Sinning praying for forgiveness
But I can't do no 9-5
I need to make a couple million
I Come from poverty and pain
Only the real will know the feeling
Could of died a couple times
I thank god that I'm still living
So What you telling me
I don't like to speak
This my therapy
Smoking hella weed
Use to drink to heavy liquor
Now I'm sipping lean
Remember I use to miss her
Now she missing me
Cuz i been distant
Nothing but a memory
I'm tryna make history
But jealousy breed envy and enemies
I can't feed into the energy
Cuz niggas telling hella lies
Sell they soul to be televised
Speaking on the hood
When they ain't never ride
We came from sitting in the jects
Getting hella high
I could show you the real slums
And where the devil hide
I come from where we risk our lives
Just to stay alive
I got some people I can't see again
And family I wish I was free again
My heart turned cold
That shit don't work
Don't wanna feel pain
So i pop that perc
Perk up my feelings
Cuz them shits be hurt
Them shits be hurt
My heart turned cold
That shit don't work
Don't wanna feel pain
So i pop that perc
Perk up my feelings
Cuz them shits be hurt
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Writer(s): Joseph Howard
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