Thoughts - 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

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 fuckin 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 fuckin write this, I drop that tight shit

Fire, I fucking light this, I never fight this

I said I’m higher, a higher power, I’m Eiffel Tower

So, I can’t help that

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

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

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

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-