No Thoughts Lyrics

Don't you go Broke trying to keep up with me I'm different really get paper

Ain't got no time to kick it with hoes

I know so hell nah I can't save her

Ain't got No Thoughts when I'm Rapping the shit I be saying

This real life ima Player

I Pour a Eighth, Two fours Ima laker

Bitch i be Too real not a Faker

Yeah Yeah

Boy watch your Step when you Stepping to me

Unless you want to be defeated

If you Ieft when I was down I Throw up my Peaces

Guess You was never Needed

I did this shit on my own why you holding Your Hand out

You on my team then we eating

If you try Back Dooring you Meet Jesus

I got on Red Bottoms Feet Bleeding

I got a shorty now she a keeeper

I won't never ever let her go

I'm in the Fast Lane and I'm switching lanes Foreign cars I'm in one of those

S-550 Know whats riding with me

Gotta Choppa it's ready to blow

Ain't got No Thoughts nigga I'm A Hot Nigga

My heart the only thing cold

Huh

I'm sending hits and they come with precision

I'm making it happen You steady be wishing

A nigga been lit every since I had Vision

I'm the Goat you tripping Nigga I be different

In my bag now Nigga Fuck your feelings

Started on the floor built it to the ceiling

Left the city how I'm part of killings

Ain't from New York I be Drilling

Voice in my head told me give up I keep going

Ain't no stopping me know that I keep flowing

I be balling so hard I don't need Jordan

Come correct when you stepping to me

Couple hundred in my Jeans

I ain't a Rat but all about my cheese

Bitch I'm the one can't compare to me

This ain't for Fun all about my Green

Yeah Yeah

Don't you go broke tryna keep up with me I'm different really get paper

Ain't got no time to kick it with hoes I know so hell nah I can't save her

Ain't got no thoughts when I'm rapping the shit i be saying

This real life ima Player

I Pour a Eighth, Two Fours Ima laker

Bitch i be Too real not a Faker

Yeah Yeah

Boy watch your Step when you Stepping to me

Unless you want to be defeated

If you Ieft when I was down I Throw up my Peaces

Guess You was never Needed

I did this shit on my own why you holding Your Hand out

You on my team then we eating

If you try Back Dooring you Meet Jesus

I got on Red Bottoms Feet Bleeding