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Just A Thought
by Aelo Beats
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(Young-Young Seven make it splash)
Codeine in my cup, how you feelin'
All this money, we gon' stack it to the ceiling
She gon' fuck with me because I am the realest
I'm the realest, I'm the realest
Got this chopper on me, we ready to kill em
We gon' kill you dead, you run to your man
Yeah, you cheated, yeah, yeah, you laced me, yeah
Yeah, you want me dead, you wanted me dead
Thought you loved me, yeah
Thought you loved me, just a thought, yeah
Shooting at some opps just to run away from cops, yeah
Ma I need a dollar, not a penny, I'm a dollar maker
(Don't know why I'm so sad inside)
(Don't know why I'm so sad yea Lord, answer my prayers)
(Lord, answer my prayers, yeah)
(Lord, answer my prayers, yeah)
We gon' take the chopper out, uh, how you feelin', though
We gon' drop his whole crew, like they were some Domino's
We gon' drink the Tylenol and that's just how we deal with dose
Deal with dose, yeah, mess with me, we send him to the Holy Ghost, yeah
I run around in a TrackHawk Jeep
You don't even wanna talk to me
Mess with us, RIP, could skirt off SRT
Had a talk with the priest, then she go cheat on me
Hate me now, you gon' see
Hate me now, you gon' see
We drive around in all black tank
I don't even lie, are you talkin' to me
Aelo we pushin', we keep pushin' P
Runnin' around in AR-15
Say you don't love me or you're gonna leave
Say you don't love me or you're gonna leave
(Young-Young Seven make it splash)
Codeine in my cup, how you feelin'
All this money, we gon' stack it to the ceiling
She gon' fuck with me because I am the realest
I'm the realest, I'm the realest
Got this chopper on me, we ready to kill em
We gon' kill you dead, you run to your man
Yeah, you cheated, yeah, yeah, you laced me, yeah
Yeah, you want me dead, you wanted me dead
Thought you loved me, yeah
Thought you loved me, just a thought, yeah
Shooting at some opps just to run away from cops, yeah
Ma I need a dollar, not a penny, I'm a dollar maker
(Don't know why I'm so sad inside)
(Don't know why I'm so sad yea Lord, answer my prayers)
(Lord, answer my prayers, yeah)
(Lord, answer my prayers, yeah)
We gon' take the chopper out, uh, how you feelin', though
We gon' drop his whole crew, like they were some Domino's
We gon' drink the Tylenol and that's just how we deal with dose
Deal with dose, yeah, mess with me, we send him to the Holy Ghost, yeah
I run around in a TrackHawk Jeep
You don't even wanna talk to me
Mess with us, RIP, could skirt off SRT
Had a talk with the priest, then she go cheat on me
Hate me now, you gon' see
Hate me now, you gon' see
We drive around in all black tank
I don't even lie, are you talkin' to me
Aelo we pushin', we keep pushin' P
Runnin' around in AR-15
Say you don't love me or you're gonna leave
Say you don't love me or you're gonna leave
