BLK Thoughts Lyrics

Hear them voices in my head

They telling me to raze but imma blaze a blunt instead

Keep cases off yo wait list, that's the basics don't forget

No patience for the hating, bitch I'm waiting on a check

Mi-Mi-Miss, dismiss the guidance that you think that I was given

You led me to believe I had a chance to be forgiven

No time to sit and cry when you got apples that were bitten

The shackles on my wrist keep me from lacking on what's hidden

Don't snack on what's forbidden (don't do it)

You act out, then good riddance (you blew it)

The world turned on its head, I just my blackout on the ceiling

I'm too normal for the crazies and too crazy for the normals

This music keep me sane, I treat my verses like a journal

My track record a hurdle, in a track race I'm the turtle

You'll get out paced any quarter, turn about-face to your colonel

When your back's against the wall, then that monster is what emerges

The city show no pity like a mobster from the 30s

Aye foenem what's the word

Don't slip, I'm dripping bitch, fresh out the sink

Yea the flow on cold but I ain't tripping bout degrees

Look over the script and then I pull up to the scene

Pistol on my hip so don't go pulling on my jeans

Designer on my body, look like I just did a robbery

This disguise me from the zombies that be lurking in my party

Fuck the fabric of society, I rip it at the seams (rip that muhfucka)

Mother earth can suck a dick, I'll bring the MILF down to her knees (I'm a muhfucka)

Bitch I rigged the order, I done told you bout the tortoise

Hit the floor before I murder, press record and let it go

But don't let me get your hoe, that WAP be pouring, waterboarding

You ignored her, ain't support her, know you heard the rest before (that's tough)

I slide in like a clip, let it off and then I dip

No controlling how I'm scoring, I be shooting like Jokic

This no joke, I hate to boast, don't knock me down until you know

The road I rode to make my soul endure the fire and the snow

Yea I know you seen me riding through the Go

Dark whip, dark tints, like I'm hiding in the smoke

I can't be seen with dark skin around my folks

When you doing well, they tend to lie you down with the pole

Man take that to somebody else, cause I'm not it

Straight done with niggas, adios, bitch I'm bouncing

Can't fuck with leaches, mosquitos, it's astounding

The numbers, I just count these hoes like allowance

He bout to wreck, hit the deck

No need to flex, just up the tech

It's hot as led, I'm seeing red

One in the head, now I'm leaking all my black thoughts

now I'm leaking all my black (black) thoughts (thoughts)

now I'm leaking all my black (black) thoughts (thoughts)

now I'm leaking all my black (black) thoughts (thoughts)

now I'm leaking all my black (black) thoughts (thoughts)