Thought Lyrics

Ayy, I feel like I've been betrayed I've been stabbed in the back, you know

Roll my beats man

When I put in, I don't know what to say man

But, this shit is salty

No, no, no, not that, not that, woah, woah, how am I gonna rap this shit

Yeah, we jump on a bus

Got my keep and my stride

Got my cousin and me

I got gold, got a shot

Got my mark eleven

Bitches want me right now

I tell you I'm sorry

Never, never

Thoughts of getting money

Always in my mind

The thoughts of getting dollars

Always in my mind, yeah

But, this nigga salty

Bitches salty, I got my hands a lot of

Money and you

I saw thoughts on you

You saw thoughts on me

Bitch, you kinda stabbed me on the back, for what now

I kinda dodged it

You want me now, for what

I can't even understand it

But, I pull up, man, I pull my pants down

Told this nigga God got a power on me

Thoughts of getting money

Always in my mind, yeah

I wanna pass on this instrumental

Like they never understand it

When I pull up, they could say

Yeah, I know that nigga, he was my friend

Told you now, shit is gone

Told these niggas

I can do it

I was there, now

How you ran, now

Run from me, run from me

Run this shit, run

Case to pop, then drop to place

You drop the face, then drop the buns all the way

Figure it out

I'm supposed to be reading my books

But, I can't read

Cause my head is up on high level

Trying to get these niggas thoughts of my money