Thoughts

I'm sippin hard liquor to get my thoughts straight
 Road blocked jumping fences when the cops chase
 Got cognac in my cup dont know how scotch taste
 I told lil shawty dont get it twisted dreadlock babe
 Grinding getting money nightfall to morning
 We gone knock that boy off while we touring
 Barely at the telly, hundred to the doorman
 Money on them bitches head I got it storming
 I look myself in the mirror said "that money won't change"
 Im tryna buy a bigger house so there'd be no more complaining
 My money good my lawyer straight gotta throw it out of the ring
 You better believe it boy we leaving the same way that we came
 If a nigga disrespect me then he might not be breathing
 Alot of red flags around me everybody they bleeding
 They know I got it out the streets I wrote my name in the city
 And everytime I go to sleep im still fighting them demons
 Count them backends with my road dog
 Like a naked bitch dont make homie expose y'all
 When i smoke that weed i get closed off
 If I wouldve kept popping molly I would be throwed off
 I'm sippin hard liquor to get my thoughts straight
 Road blocked jumping fences when the cops chase
 Got cognac in my cup dont know how scotch taste
 I told lil shawty dont get it twisted dreadlock bhave
 Grinding getting money nightfall to morning
 We gone knock that boy off while we touring
 Barely at the telly, hundred to the doorman
 Money on them bitches head I got it storming
 Hard to realize what I been going through lately
 Girl you stayed down through all the controversy
 They throwing shade bih they Maybach it come with curtains
 So I ain't worrying bout whay they saying or what they doing dawg
 Sacrifice way too much just to lose it all
 If Quan name come up you know my whole crew involved
 Point guard and I might move the ball
 Im way behind the line might shoot em off
 Yall niggas lame yall dont know what id do to y'all
 Shawty play her part move the raw
 Run up on me let that ruger blow
 Bad bitches I need like two of those
 Im tryna fuck her but she do the most
 I'm sippin hard liquor to get my thoughts straight
 Road blocked jumping fences when the cops chase
 Got cognac in my cup dont know how scotch taste
 I told lil shawty dont get it twisted dreadlock babe
 Grinding getting money nightfall to morning
 We gone knock that boy off while we touring
 Barely at the telly, hundred to the doorman
 Money on them bitches head I got it storming