Train Of Thought Lyrics

I've been trying to train my thoughts but I'm losing train of thought

Who would've thought? five five sixs, flip a nigga, send him up, word to God

Nigga smooth when he talk, creep when he walk

Pull up, park the car, walk down, slide with fyes nigga, that's a bar

Used to roll up out of sandwich bags we roll out pickle jars

Why the fuck these niggas go to choosing size when it be war

Why the fuck these niggas go to choosing sides when it be pressure

Mavo Escobar, Irregular, you know that boy that special

Mavo Cball, he's a family guy, I love my Uncle Clarence

Niggas talking out his neck, we leave him dead on appearance

Dead on arrival, fighting for survival cball a survivor

Baby, eat the dick up, please don't chew it like a trident

Cball might go AP, but I ain't playing for the Vikings

Still can't control myself

On the stage with a blick thing under my belt

Took a L to the chin, I don't need no help

You had left at the start, why you want to be here

They just gassed buddy up, we gone catch him when he park

Take a bad bitch to my stepping grounds at Orlo vista Park

It's gone come in the light, whatever's done in the dark

It's a blicky with a shh, when I shoot it, sound like farts

I've been trying to train my thoughts but I'm losing train of thought

Who would've thought? five five sixs, flip a nigga, send him up, word to God

Nigga smooth when he talk, creep when he walk

Pull up, park the car, walk down, slide with fyes nigga, that's a bar

Used to roll up out of sandwich bags we roll out pickle jars

Why the fuck these niggas go to choosing size when it be war