Yea
Yea
Stacks
Yea
It's 2 AM I'm stuck up in these thoughts
Stuck up in my thoughts
I been stuck up in my brain
Tryna drive through the rain
Tryna feel through the pain
I keep going forward
I keep going forward
'Cause I ain't stopping now
Nah I ain't stopping now
I be thinking bout the fam and what they think of me
What they think of me
How they feel they son all up in them streets
He was a good boy turned into a fiend
I had hoop dreams
Now they turned to bleached dreams
But I'm still lost I'm tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this
I'm tryna understand how I show you all this love and you still spite me
Like babygirl is you tryna fight me
Yea Is you tryna fight me
Yea
Look
Lately I been looking in the mirror and its
And its frightening
I gotta lock in
(I gotta lock in)
I gotta lock in
(I gotta lock in)
I gotta lock in get these bags and get all my niggas in Amiri
I cant let the fake get near me
She know it all she some like Siri
If they don't see motion they won't hear me
If they don't see motion they won't hear me
(She know it all she some like Siri)
Gotta show them that we really moving
Gotta show them that we really do this
I gotta prove myself
I gotta prove my wealth
I gotta put these records on that shelf
I know I'm gone win the belt
Yea I feel like Tank Davis take everyone out
I don't need the GPS I already know the route
And I can't tell a bitch my plans cause she gone run her mouth
They like brodie thats ya hood gotta know ya ins and outs
Yea there's a face to every shot a nigga slI'med you out
Can't say these niggas is my fam They'll have me looking wild
Can't say these niggas is my fam
They'll have me looking wild
Yea I'm so tired of love
I'm just tryna live
Yea I been my thoughts
Yea
Yea
I been in my thoughts
I cant stop
I be thinking bout the fam and what they think of me
What they think of me
How they feel they son all up in them streets
He was a good boy turned into a fiend
I had hoop dreams
Now they turned to bleached dreams
But I'm still lost I'm tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this mean
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Yea
Yea
Stacks
Yea
It's 2 AM I'm stuck up in these thoughts
Stuck up in my thoughts
I been stuck up in my brain
Tryna drive through the rain
Tryna feel through the pain
I keep going forward
I keep going forward
'Cause I ain't stopping now
Nah I ain't stopping now
I be thinking bout the fam and what they think of me
What they think of me
How they feel they son all up in them streets
He was a good boy turned into a fiend
I had hoop dreams
Now they turned to bleached dreams
But I'm still lost I'm tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this
I'm tryna understand how I show you all this love and you still spite me
Like babygirl is you tryna fight me
Yea Is you tryna fight me
Yea
Look
Lately I been looking in the mirror and its
And its frightening
I gotta lock in
(I gotta lock in)
I gotta lock in
(I gotta lock in)
I gotta lock in get these bags and get all my niggas in Amiri
I cant let the fake get near me
She know it all she some like Siri
If they don't see motion they won't hear me
If they don't see motion they won't hear me
(She know it all she some like Siri)
Gotta show them that we really moving
Gotta show them that we really do this
I gotta prove myself
I gotta prove my wealth
I gotta put these records on that shelf
I know I'm gone win the belt
Yea I feel like Tank Davis take everyone out
I don't need the GPS I already know the route
And I can't tell a bitch my plans cause she gone run her mouth
They like brodie thats ya hood gotta know ya ins and outs
Yea there's a face to every shot a nigga slI'med you out
Can't say these niggas is my fam They'll have me looking wild
Can't say these niggas is my fam
They'll have me looking wild
Yea I'm so tired of love
I'm just tryna live
Yea I been my thoughts
Yea
Yea
I been in my thoughts
I cant stop
I be thinking bout the fam and what they think of me
What they think of me
How they feel they son all up in them streets
He was a good boy turned into a fiend
I had hoop dreams
Now they turned to bleached dreams
But I'm still lost I'm tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this mean
Yea
Stacks
Yea
It's 2 AM I'm stuck up in these thoughts
Stuck up in my thoughts
I been stuck up in my brain
Tryna drive through the rain
Tryna feel through the pain
I keep going forward
I keep going forward
'Cause I ain't stopping now
Nah I ain't stopping now
I be thinking bout the fam and what they think of me
What they think of me
How they feel they son all up in them streets
He was a good boy turned into a fiend
I had hoop dreams
Now they turned to bleached dreams
But I'm still lost I'm tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this
I'm tryna understand how I show you all this love and you still spite me
Like babygirl is you tryna fight me
Yea Is you tryna fight me
Yea
Look
Lately I been looking in the mirror and its
And its frightening
I gotta lock in
(I gotta lock in)
I gotta lock in
(I gotta lock in)
I gotta lock in get these bags and get all my niggas in Amiri
I cant let the fake get near me
She know it all she some like Siri
If they don't see motion they won't hear me
If they don't see motion they won't hear me
(She know it all she some like Siri)
Gotta show them that we really moving
Gotta show them that we really do this
I gotta prove myself
I gotta prove my wealth
I gotta put these records on that shelf
I know I'm gone win the belt
Yea I feel like Tank Davis take everyone out
I don't need the GPS I already know the route
And I can't tell a bitch my plans cause she gone run her mouth
They like brodie thats ya hood gotta know ya ins and outs
Yea there's a face to every shot a nigga slI'med you out
Can't say these niggas is my fam They'll have me looking wild
Can't say these niggas is my fam
They'll have me looking wild
Yea I'm so tired of love
I'm just tryna live
Yea I been my thoughts
Yea
Yea
I been in my thoughts
I cant stop
I be thinking bout the fam and what they think of me
What they think of me
How they feel they son all up in them streets
He was a good boy turned into a fiend
I had hoop dreams
Now they turned to bleached dreams
But I'm still lost I'm tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this life mean
Tryna find out what this mean
Writer: Ronnie Stacks
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