Emotional Thoughts
Yea I recorded this March twenty-second two thousand twenty-two
Yea I just had to say that so y'all don't get confused on the second verse
Na'am sayin'
I was taught to let it go cuz everything ain't worth it
Worry bout' yo kids they make everything perfect
Get off of yo ass get that bag for yo kids
I won't let em' put me down in last like I ain't shit
And I got a big clock shining on my wrist
Got a upside down cross tatted on my right wrist
If she gon' tell then I won't kiss
Trynna break her ass off on the table like a Kat-Kit
Oops I mean Kit-Kat she know I'm a big cat
Puffing on this loud being bool while I bick back
I know niggas think that I be on that blood shit but I be wearing blue too like I'm on that cuz shit
Caught up in a web got me caught up in the mix
But I be so thorough they don't even try to diss me
Met a bad girl and now she trynna kiss me
Ghost me for a week talking bout she really miss me
I got emotional thoughts
You was supposed to ride I thought
Everything you know I taught
All the dreams you sold I bought
Got me caught up in my head like woah (mmm)
Caught up in yo bed like woah (mmm)
Caught up in yo lies like woah (mmm)
Now I'm caught up in a web like woah (mmm)
This part for my daughter cuz tomorrow is her birthday
Gone be the big one grew up fast grew up perfect
I know she be missin' me the weekends I be working
But that's just how it gotta be right now it's gone be worth it
And she busy body she be climbing up the stairs
At 7 weeks old she was playin' wit' my hair
That's the shit I love and her love it ain't fair
She won't let nobody else love me that's a dare
But let me hit this switch nigga
Never been a bitch nigga
Niggas in my mentions trynna see if they can get wit' me
Prolly cuz they bitches wanna get up wit a lit nigga
And I don't even boast a lot but really I'm the shit nigga
Niggas used to fuck hoes off BackPage
We ain't forget about that shit that was back day
And every weekend my back ache
It seem like everyday a bad day
And that's why I be gettin' ratchet
I got emotional thoughts
You was supposed to ride I thought
Everything you know I taught
All the dreams you sold I bought
Got me caught up in my head like woah (mmm)
Caught up in yo bed like woah (mmm)
Caught up in yo lies like woah (mmm)
Now I'm caught up in a web like woah (mmm)
Yea I just had to say that so y'all don't get confused on the second verse
Na'am sayin'
I was taught to let it go cuz everything ain't worth it
Worry bout' yo kids they make everything perfect
Get off of yo ass get that bag for yo kids
I won't let em' put me down in last like I ain't shit
And I got a big clock shining on my wrist
Got a upside down cross tatted on my right wrist
If she gon' tell then I won't kiss
Trynna break her ass off on the table like a Kat-Kit
Oops I mean Kit-Kat she know I'm a big cat
Puffing on this loud being bool while I bick back
I know niggas think that I be on that blood shit but I be wearing blue too like I'm on that cuz shit
Caught up in a web got me caught up in the mix
But I be so thorough they don't even try to diss me
Met a bad girl and now she trynna kiss me
Ghost me for a week talking bout she really miss me
I got emotional thoughts
You was supposed to ride I thought
Everything you know I taught
All the dreams you sold I bought
Got me caught up in my head like woah (mmm)
Caught up in yo bed like woah (mmm)
Caught up in yo lies like woah (mmm)
Now I'm caught up in a web like woah (mmm)
This part for my daughter cuz tomorrow is her birthday
Gone be the big one grew up fast grew up perfect
I know she be missin' me the weekends I be working
But that's just how it gotta be right now it's gone be worth it
And she busy body she be climbing up the stairs
At 7 weeks old she was playin' wit' my hair
That's the shit I love and her love it ain't fair
She won't let nobody else love me that's a dare
But let me hit this switch nigga
Never been a bitch nigga
Niggas in my mentions trynna see if they can get wit' me
Prolly cuz they bitches wanna get up wit a lit nigga
And I don't even boast a lot but really I'm the shit nigga
Niggas used to fuck hoes off BackPage
We ain't forget about that shit that was back day
And every weekend my back ache
It seem like everyday a bad day
And that's why I be gettin' ratchet
I got emotional thoughts
You was supposed to ride I thought
Everything you know I taught
All the dreams you sold I bought
Got me caught up in my head like woah (mmm)
Caught up in yo bed like woah (mmm)
Caught up in yo lies like woah (mmm)
Now I'm caught up in a web like woah (mmm)
Credits
Writer(s): Keairus Jones
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