Thoughts, Vol. 2

Told ma momma ill be back cause i got Racks to move I love ma bitches even mo When they got attitudes They hugging me they kissin me They love ma attributes You begging her pleadin her Cause she go mad at you I get that money Get that check And they show graditude You make that music But yo know yo peers They ain't no fans of you You talkin heavy on that gram But I ain't playin with chu You started rappin but this life It aint the same for you I ball like the raders Kobe with the lakers I be getting paper I been gettin major I need me a saber With one in the chamber She said she don't love me I bet dis a change hea I get that check and I spend in a hurry These bitches they beepin like pagers Member when i was a kid these women Was actin like they was some strangers 14 we was dangerous OG had trained us Imma need me a ranger Big beam with a lazer Iced out driped out ear lobe looking Somethin like a glasher New song new flow pt2 Really wasn't nothin major They been really going crazy I been really seein anger These dudes switch sides They been talking like anchors I get that milly i put on ma city Like i was gon carry a tanker I get that grammy ma momma on stage Just watch how im really gon thank her 14 gold flavors New car new Neighbors Straight gas ona pedal Wit a bitch down like frazer