Thoughts Lyrics

[Hook: LoneMoon]

I done made a lot of money
I spent it all on myself
I got a couple hunneds comin
Wipe the tears away with a dollar bill

Nyquil dreams, I regret ‘em
Try to get me down I never let it
This is my only conversation, let me tell you
Smokin up to forget about my feelings

[Verse 1: LoneMoon]

I been messing up a lot, but it's my head that told me
Viridescent on my mind, sins standin before me
If I die tonight, 100,000 mourning for me
Same people telling me I ain't a step up from boring

Ride or die, ain't messing with that fake shit
All or nothing that's the motto that I live with
Coming up quick, soon I'm your first pick
I don't need my hands, my f*ckin mind is what I feel with

Whole without myself like an amputee
I'm tryna tell myself that it ain't the weed
Her solemn plea for a second me..
Letting me die that's the second thing..

And I could care less about the dumb suckas tryna stop me
Packin heat in my back seat, no one try to rob me
I'm a god of the 4-5, that's right
I'm a tyrant, I f*ckin write this, I drop that tight shit
Fire, I f*cking light this, I never fight this

I said I'm higher, a higher power, I'm Eiffel Tower
So, I can't help that

[Hook]

I done made a lot of money
I spent it all on myself
I got a couple hunneds comin
Wipe the tears away with a dollar bill

Nyquil dreams, I regret ‘em
Try to get me down I never let it This is my only conversation, let me tell you
Smokin up to forget about my feelings

[Verse 2: LoneMoon]

I done told a lot of stories
Thought a lot of thoughts
Pressure from the people, yeah it never seems to stop
People conversating but they never seem to talk
Running up this money, now I never need to walk oh

People I don't know
These people need to go home
These people taking that tone
That's enough

I done told a lot of stories
Thought a lot of thoughts
Pressure from the people, yeah it never seems to stop
People conversating but they never seem to talk
Running up this money, now I never need to walk oh

People I don't know
These people need to go home
These people taking that tone
Listen up

[Hook: LoneMoon]

I done made a lot of money
I spent it all on myself
I got a couple hunneds comin
Wipe the tears away with a dollar bill
Nyquil dreams, I regret ‘em
Try to get me down I never let it
This is my only conversation, let me tell you
Smokin up to forget about my feelings

[Verse 3: LoneMoon]

Rake it in, rake it in, let me get it
Let me sit, let me sit on my winnings
I'm a heartbreaker, playmaker, soul taker
Best underage, best believe Imma make it

Rake it in, rake it in, let me get it
Let me sit, let me sit on my winnings
I'm a heartbreaker, playmaker, soul taker
Best underage, best believe Imma make it

I'm a-

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