Thoughts Of A G Lyrics

Real talk when I'm talking my G

Watch your mouth brother you ain't talking to me

I see how they targeting me

But I still step round so comfortably

I know they can't be laughing at me

When I put them brothers on come walk with a G

Spin it sit it spark on a G

Bro my let it bark from the tree

All they saw was the boy of course

Sitting in the 4 door

With niggas in 4 doors

That's 6 or more

22 44s

Have the rest of your gang with face on floors

Face on floors and it's bait with the gang

Corn might pop off it sprays with a tan

Took a L I ain't taking it back

Flip another stack

We get it we making it back

I need 100Ms in a week

After repeat no time for the sleeping

Grind and grand til we eat

Play for the keeps

The thoughts of a G ting

100Ms in a week

After repeat no time for the sleeping

Grind and grind til we eat

Play for the keeps

Thoughts of a G ting

Can't walk in my shoes my brother it won't fit

Tools in dingers my hitters they don't miss

I'm a ruthless figure my figures they come big

Useless niggas we dashing out from the bits

In a manual with an automatic

Drilly with my Killy he's just itching to slap it

Rinse on tapping

Jump out ganging

Talk dem a talk we garn see who's banging

Rule No1 when sticking out to the G-code

Streets know

Can't bring everyone in with ps bro

Stack this bread on a low that's the cheat code

And these hoes warn bring you down to your knees bro

The streets cold start moving correct

Got my brothers to the end we go war to the death

We all starved its only right that we're fed

I'm coming at your neck if it's mine to protect

I need 100Ms in a week

After repeat no time for the sleeping

Grind and grand til we eat

Play for the keeps

The thoughts of a G ting

100Ms in a week

After repeat no time for the sleeping

Grind and grind til we eat

Play for the keeps

Thoughts of a G ting