Thoughts to Myself (feat. Paybackdagod)

Trynna turn these vacay trips permanent All these blessings I’m gettin I know I’m earning it Worked for and deserving it It was worth It sound like a classic and I'm confirming it Backwood rolled or a paper whenever I’m burning it Niggas said we gonna get this money I’m like it’s affirmative Shorty got me mesmerized way she bouncing and twerking it Catch me up all night in the Stu know what purpose is Might not post it all on the gram but know I’m working shifts Just know I’m good and I’m great Lil bro and sis man they ate I reminisce when I face I think about all them days That the park was the place That niggas be at An broski like where the weed at My bro died I sat and cried cause I couldn’t believe that I talk to Gotti about this mission and we both agreed that I gotta grind complete that Probably thought I would achieve that Studio or the three where we at Can’t go broke no more yeah we stack But these is thoughts to myself My broski died I couldn’t believe it myself He was a nigga like me he was just walking thru hell An deep down he prolly needed my help So If I don’t get to It then question who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Don’t just say It go execute it I told myself go lock in don’t make excuses We all got the same 24 hours how u gonna use it Hope that niggas tuned in cuz I’m finna give y’all exclusive’s I put my money towards bills and all my music Its meant to be comma crazy yeah thats the movement An with this rap shit been tellin niggas i do this Just give me a shot an I prove it I lock in and start to lose it We all gotta eat and no man should be left out I give my credit to Nas Gotti they brought my best out Smokin on this sour the best way to relief my stress out We all crabs in a barrel but somehow a nigga crept out An if make It you know I’m a put my mans on Get up in the booth and spit my pain now that my mans gone In the crib breaking down work broski was hands on He was trynna stack all the bread somthing to stand on But these is thoughts to myself My broski died I couldn’t believe it myself He was a nigga like me he was just walking thru hell An deep down he prolly needed my help So If I don’t get to It then question who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will Man who will I Know that better days will eventually come Know that better days will come will come will come Know that better days will eventually come Know that better days will come will come will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Will come Yea