Unwanted Thoughts.
Hurt, but it's actually my pride
Was hopeful till I asked how he died
I'm nosy, like I ain't send the hit out
Came alone but my city behind me
Hardly home, but it's always inside me
Denzy overdosed, how. he just called me.
I done cried More times than I partied, I done robbed more times than I've bought it, mm
Lord, forgive me for the sins I made, and the ones Inherited, I am not my past.
Driveway full of SRTs, on top SRTs forever, I claim Allen Street
We made the four, but I banged my three, love her in private like my slave
Soon as I claim her, she gone cheat, never gave a fuck, if I ever made it, I learned how to get rich off these Beats
Yard full of niggas dreaming, they ain't catch that body, woke up, wanting to be free, awwwh.
Remember we was hustling backwards, mm. Now niggas be on dick like some faggots. Pause.
I ain't even mad at y'all. Was broke my whole life now when I shine they forgot I had it hard.
Ain't no choirs round I, This chopper sing like baritone. Ice drip like a fountain. Praying these chains don't send me home. Tryna get this hate up out life. The longer it's kept, More damage its causing.
Oh, I'm hurt, but it's actually my pride, I was hopeful till I asked, how he died, I'm nosy like I ain't send the hit out
Came alone, but my city behind me, hardly home, but it's always inside me, Denzy overdosed, how. He just called me. I done cried more times than I partied. I done robbed More times than I bought it. Awwh. Awwh. Ohh.
Was hopeful till I asked how he died
I'm nosy, like I ain't send the hit out
Came alone but my city behind me
Hardly home, but it's always inside me
Denzy overdosed, how. he just called me.
I done cried More times than I partied, I done robbed more times than I've bought it, mm
Lord, forgive me for the sins I made, and the ones Inherited, I am not my past.
Driveway full of SRTs, on top SRTs forever, I claim Allen Street
We made the four, but I banged my three, love her in private like my slave
Soon as I claim her, she gone cheat, never gave a fuck, if I ever made it, I learned how to get rich off these Beats
Yard full of niggas dreaming, they ain't catch that body, woke up, wanting to be free, awwwh.
Remember we was hustling backwards, mm. Now niggas be on dick like some faggots. Pause.
I ain't even mad at y'all. Was broke my whole life now when I shine they forgot I had it hard.
Ain't no choirs round I, This chopper sing like baritone. Ice drip like a fountain. Praying these chains don't send me home. Tryna get this hate up out life. The longer it's kept, More damage its causing.
Oh, I'm hurt, but it's actually my pride, I was hopeful till I asked, how he died, I'm nosy like I ain't send the hit out
Came alone, but my city behind me, hardly home, but it's always inside me, Denzy overdosed, how. He just called me. I done cried more times than I partied. I done robbed More times than I bought it. Awwh. Awwh. Ohh.
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Writer(s): Jacques Lindsay
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