All these thots on my phone
I just got too many thoughts in my head
I guess that I'm really alone
cause I really only talk to them dead people
I need them blue faces not no red people
My pocket weigh like ten people
I know too many fake they pretend people
And my bro keep a stick like deaf people-
I mean he keep a stick like blind If I call up the gang, then I know they gon slide
All these people they snake and they lie
Better stay over there, better stick to your side
When I'm up, they gon' worry about mine
When I'm up, they gon' reach in my pocket
And I promise they won't get a dime
Tell them lame niggas, you gotta stop it
Like stop
Steady wasting my time, had to look at the watch
Had to lessen my circle and think out the box
If you cuttin' my paper, get hit with the rock
If you cuttin' my paper, you ain't on the team
If it ain't about business, don't know what you mean
And it been this way ever since seventeen
Been a couple of years, now I'm T'd up, huh
Been just doing me, uh-huh
Asking me, why did you leave, uh-uh
Just don't wanna speak no more
I don't wanna talk about it, rather do it
Rather hop in my bag and then I make the music
Don't wanna stress the life, I'd rather lose it
But that won't happen y'all ain't making me do it
But it could've happened, nigga, I was going through it
Down bad thoughts, I was thinking so stupid
Thank God, we made some living improvements
Ever since then, I ain't never been losing
Ever since then, I ain't takin an L
And I don't think I plan on changing that
Brick by brick, like I'm building a well
The way that I've been throwing change in it
All these thots on my phone
I just got too many thoughts in my head
I guess that I'm really alone
cause I really only talk to them dead people
I need them blue faces not no red people
My pocket weigh like ten people
I know too many fake they pretend people
And my bro keep a stick like-
Bro keep it stick like he can't see
Think I'd rather be deaf if you telling me lies
Okay see I'm MVP
How I'm balling like thunder, they say I'm too nice
Late nights in the stu, see the bags in my eyes
Weight watchers, your pockets not fatter than mine
Had to wait for my turn like the back of the line
Had to wait for my turn, I was counting up dimes
It's a young man lifestyle, y'all don't get it
It's a young man lifestyle, mind your business
Killing these beats like young man trippin'
Killing these beats like no he didn't
I been killing these beats like I need me a bounty
Only real niggas I'm keeping around me
Wimpy ass nigga, you moving like Rowley
Steady calling my phone, four rings like Audi
Uppin the score, been uppin that tally
She don't wanna eat pork, she a baddie from Saudi
Remember I was eating poor in the crib with no food
I would boil up water, and I mix it with the noodles
As a kid, I ain't never really followed no rules
Posted up on the block with my dog, no poodle
Posted up with my dog when I walk like I got bad vision
Can't hear the phone less you talking bout digits
I lost the plot with a couple bad bitches
Now I'm back on track, tryna get a bag with it
Still too many thoughts, so it's not that different
Too many thoughts and that won't change
They all in my mind and they got me trippin
They weigh too heavy on my brain
Way too heavy, I gotta relieve it
This really my universe, feeling like Steven
If life is a game, then I play for achievements
Need the money, I don't need the fame and I'm leaving
Hit the stu and I just spit the flame for no reason
Had to hop in my bag and I'm back in the deep end
Give me a bag and I stack up my Cheez-Its
Ain't no room in my phone and you know what's the meaning
I had all of these thoughts on my phone
Not no more, and I know that they had to go
Can't stress bout no ho
I still got too many thoughts in my head
Young nigga always been thinking
Can't even stress bout a leg, I'm worried bout bread
My whole team, they finna be eating