Cuevro Thoughts Lyrics

Type Shit

Yeah

Yeah

No I'm not the same just don't ask me

Not the same person from last week

I can't trust nobody cuz they crafty

Only way I know is cuz I'm crafty

Still had hoes when I was ashy

Ghetto nigga but I like my bitches classy

If we gone fuck make it nasty

Treat her better than her father I'm her daddy

Run the play I'm pushing point like I'm Maxey

Mixing up designer I get swaggy

Niggas never at the bank they doing badly

Eyes open you can't never get shit past me

Keep dat blick on me that's why my shirt baggy

Know that pussy good I know that shit get splashy

Flexing on her nigga he a maddy

I feel like I'm Zeus wit all these baddies

You don't get the picture you get cropped out the frame

I be really ballin niggas never in the game

Ima different breed me and niggas not the same

Bitch excuse me don't confuse me with a lame

All about a dollar I don't think I'll ever change

I was serving J's in the snow in the rain

When this shit get tricky try my best not to complain

I don't want no diamonds in this watch I want it plain

When it come down to my family and my money ain't no games

Counting up this paper only thing that keep me sane

How the fuck do I keep smiling wit this stress all on my brain

How the fuck do I keep smiling wit this stress all on my brain

I got drugs all in my body just to cover up this pain

Drive it like I'm tryna crash got me swerving switching lanes