Thoughts

I'm sippin hard liquor to get my thoughts straight

Road blocked jumping fences when the cops chase

Got cognac in my cup dont know how scotch taste

I told lil shawty dont get it twisted dreadlock babe

Grinding getting money nightfall to morning

We gone knock that boy off while we touring

Barely at the telly, hundred to the doorman

Money on them ******* head I got it storming

I look myself in the mirror said "that money won't change"

I'ma tryna buy a bigger house so there'd be no more complaining

My money good my lawyer straight gotta throw it out of the ring

You better believe it boy we leaving the same way that we came

If a ***** disrespect me then he might not be breathing

A lot of red flags around me everybody they bleeding

They know I got it out the streets I wrote my name in the city

And everytime I go to sleep i'm still fighting them demons

Count them backends with my road dog

Like a naked ***** dont make homie expose y'all

When i smoke that **** i get closed off

If I would've kept popping molly I would be throwed off

I'm sippin hard liquor to get my thoughts straight

Road blocked jumping fences when the cops chase

Got cognac in my cup dont know how scotch taste

I told lil shawty don't get it twisted dreadlock behave

Grinding getting money nightfall to morning

We gone knock that boy off while we touring

Barely at the telly, hundred to the doorman

Money on them ******* head I got it storming

Hard to realize what I been going through lately

Girl you stayed down through all the controversy

They throwing shade bih they Maybach it come with curtains

So I ain't worrying bout what they saying or what they doing dawg

Sacrifice way too much just to lose it all

If Quan name come up you know my whole crew involved

Point guard and I might move the ball

I'm way behind the line might shoot em off

Y'all ****** lame yall dont know what id do to y'all

Shawty play her part move the raw

Run up on me let that ruger blow

Bad ******* I need like two of those

I'm tryna **** her but she do the most damn

I'm sippin hard liquor to get my thoughts straight

Road blocked jumping fences when the cops chase

Got cognac in my cup don't know how scotch taste

I told lil shawty dont get it twisted dreadlock babe

Grinding getting money nightfall to morning

We gone knock that boy off while we touring

Barely at the telly, hundred to the doorman

Money on them ******* head I got it storming ay yeah

Yeah yeah