Luyện nghe bài hát Thoughts

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're
And you, I'm out

Fuck your thoughts, you been crossed
Took no loss, you no boss
you thought, murder talk
Take 'em off, clear the
showed you off, threw you off
They'll do it again, them my thoughts
I brag 'bout what I bought
the cost, fuck you thought, hey

Ayy Sky
If I say anything not raw as possible
the song, yeah (facts)

Fuck a feature, I vibe with 'em (I can't)
I got secrets, die with 'em (die with 'em)
I got niggas on the stand, I'ma lie 'em
Any action, bust with 'em
It don't cost a penny to keep it real
What the money go to do with loyalty?
First they me to the side, ignored me
Now I'm a young legend, me
New whip, new chain, I me
Then I go get fly like I'm
Fake niggas like poor gin (you do)
Upgraded from hood bitches, they too
Never but at least I'm solid (fire)
Left the trap but at I'm 'bout it ('bout it)
Back then all did was doubt me
Plenty chains on, my neck look
Go on this mission, say none' you saw (shh)
up my mind, gotta take dude off (kill him)
Catch a body, get a Bread chain (chain)
Since he dissin' we gon' give him some
Murder talk, talk, closed off
Never tell, the law (never)
Bite my tongue, dog
Give it to 'em extra, fuck thoughts

Fuck your thoughts, you been crossed
no loss, you ain't no boss
Fuck you thought, talk
Take 'em off, clear the
They showed you off, you off
They'll do it again, them just my
I don't brag 'bout what I
Fuck the cost, fuck you
Fuck your thoughts, you been crossed
Took no loss, you no boss
you thought, murder talk
Take 'em off, the vault
showed you off, threw you off
They'll do it again, just my thoughts
I don't 'bout what I bought
Fuck the cost, you thought, hey

She threw me off, ran to the
Spread on my alias (baby mama)
Had to make my circle smaller than
to break down my radius (circle)
Got a bag and I distanced
I up, can you blame me? (huh?)
I'm a call away if they needed help
I won't let that shit me (my family)
Blu-ray, HD (HD)
Rockin' stones, Beijing (black diamonds)
I'm a now, Macy's (Macy's)
I'ma it to 'em, make 'em hate me
They want to get me on the phone and press
to break me down like a karate board (never)
Confrontation I don't avoid (never)
I'm just than niggas like olive oil
At the makin a hit (that's an alibi)
a hit, get 'em hit (clear 'em out)
We miss, now he missed
At his repass fresh as (stylin')
That you get for the name droppin' (name droppin')
Face on the shirt, now your poppin' (name poppin')
They both sides like they ain't oppin'
And I stoppin'

Fuck thoughts, you ain't been crossed
no loss, you ain't no boss
Fuck you thought, talk
'em off, clear the vault
They you off, threw you off
They'll do it again, them just my
I don't brag 'bout what I
Fuck the cost, you thought
Fuck your thoughts, you ain't crossed
Took no loss, you no boss
you thought, murder talk
Take 'em off, the vault
They you off, threw you off
They'll do it again, them just my
I don't brag 'bout what I
Fuck the cost, you thought, hey