Thoughts Of U
Lately I been having thoughts of you but why do I not mind?
Your manipulation criminal, you robbing me of time
Like at the end of every week, don't give a fuck, just smoke inside
Like when your shots hit 3 for 3 but you ain't shooting from the line
It's a game we calling life,
One try to get it right
Pray this party never ending
That the vibes won't ever die
And I know I'm not alone
Used to find her on her own
Got me crying riding home
And I know I'm not alone
Used to find her on her own
Got me crying riding home
Said I'm fine but I don't know
When I'm high though I'm okay
I feel fine when I'm away
I confide in God okay
I can't lie to mom okay
In the mix I'm on the way
Seeing motion run the play
We could get it done today
Better times are underway
Let 'em know I'm here to stay
Hit my line and playing games
Shawty betting she would win
Smoke a blunt, bitch, hit the glass
Start to feel it's time to sin
She unholy with that with ass
And I'm tryna get it in
Act like she ain't got a clue
Let me know we more than friends
Got me upping my IQ
Take a hit it's making sense
And it's always been my choice
Had to do it on my own
When I'm spinning that shit back
It be time to win alone
Let that seat belong to him
I could never claim the thrown
And I know I'm not alone
Used to find her on her own
Got me crying riding home
Your manipulation criminal, you robbing me of time
Like at the end of every week, don't give a fuck, just smoke inside
Like when your shots hit 3 for 3 but you ain't shooting from the line
It's a game we calling life,
One try to get it right
Pray this party never ending
That the vibes won't ever die
And I know I'm not alone
Used to find her on her own
Got me crying riding home
And I know I'm not alone
Used to find her on her own
Got me crying riding home
Said I'm fine but I don't know
When I'm high though I'm okay
I feel fine when I'm away
I confide in God okay
I can't lie to mom okay
In the mix I'm on the way
Seeing motion run the play
We could get it done today
Better times are underway
Let 'em know I'm here to stay
Hit my line and playing games
Shawty betting she would win
Smoke a blunt, bitch, hit the glass
Start to feel it's time to sin
She unholy with that with ass
And I'm tryna get it in
Act like she ain't got a clue
Let me know we more than friends
Got me upping my IQ
Take a hit it's making sense
And it's always been my choice
Had to do it on my own
When I'm spinning that shit back
It be time to win alone
Let that seat belong to him
I could never claim the thrown
And I know I'm not alone
Used to find her on her own
Got me crying riding home
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