My Thoughts Lyrics

Same game plan, get the money, get yo family out
If I had her, you can have her too, she my hammy-downs
Lately all I do is show my face they pull they panties down
My young dawg say he up on phones, im with the scammly now
Hmm.. clean cups and bank rolls
My bitch ass fat as hell but her waist gone
I got a shoe box full, that's if the bank closed
Im like the bakery baby, I bring the cake home
I want the pesos, my young bitch do what I saw so
This what they hate fo? My young dawgs I made em wait fo
The neighbors know my name cuz we bangin, I feel like trey songz
Im racked up, fresh off the hound, dressed in that A Rose Pay my lawyer months in advance, He got the case closed
Gamble every day with my life I got the bank closed
f*cked her once, snoop hit her twice, we like the bang bros
Im on the west servin unc beans, I got my chain on
It was all good when I was f*cked up, Let my nuts hang like them white Cartier arms, when the buffs tucked
Distorted from the ones that were once up
Learn from my mistakes, Now a nigga know the game, so Im 1 up
I got the Rolley sent away to get done up
F.N tucked by my dick, for the ones tryna run up
I stick the cash everytime I pick my son up, gotta keep it in
So when hes older he can turn up

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