Self Thoughts

Hero did the beat bumpin' through your speakers, woah

It's na-na-na-na

It's na-na-na-na-na

It's na-na-na-na


I been trippin', it's a lot going through my head

I'm too fly just like a bird, and I'm too busy chasin' this bread

Money on his head, so I ain't gotta use none of my lead

That shit there hurt me deep, so he gon' suffer for what he did


Moonwalking like I'm Michael, take your chances on this tightrope

I can get a bag when the bank close, catchin' plays on my iPhone

Keep on playing, I'ma get 'em gone, in the jungle like I'm King Kong

Hundred rounds out the Draco, 'bout to take off, no Quavo

All I want is these VV's, my bitch bad, she rock BB

Her ex-nigga wanna be me, we crazy about them Cuban links

Me and Dooda in a 'Rari, back to back in a 'Rari

Police can't even stop me, I ain't got no heart, girl, I'm sorry

I can picture me on the TV, flexin' hard on that big screen

Dripping sauce like ice cream, wish my grandma could see me

My son bad, he a demon seed, and he hate when his daddy leave

Just for him, I'm chasin' cheese, I'ma get my boy a baby Cuban link


I been trippin', it's a lot going through my head

I'm too fly just like a bird, and I'm too busy chasin' this bread

Money on his head, so I ain't gotta use none of my lead

That shit there hurt me deep, so he gon' suffer for what he did


Can't hold all this inside all the way, my feelings is coming out

Been tryna keep my chill, but shit really finna get tragic now

I pick and choose, I don't fuck with you, it's time to switch-a-roo

I'm chasin' loot, a young nigga doin' what you was 'posed to do

Been heartbroken, I deal with my problems by taking Percocets

I'll break your neck, no nigga pussy in me

I won't break a sweat, been chasin' checks

Can't let 'em try me, I hate the disrespect

No love for you bitches, no feelings, all I really want is sex, don't break your neck

'Cause soon all these diamonds is gon' have you upset

Please don't judge me for what I'm turnin' out to be

'Cause this life I live has been hard for me

And they just came and took Lil Guapo for some shit he ain't do

I know he ain't do it that night, he was with me in the coupe

But now it's free my brother, locked again, now he in suit

Keep losing my brothers to the system, what the fuck I'ma do?


I been trippin', it's a lot going through my head

I'm too fly just like a bird, and I'm too busy chasin' this bread

Money on his head, so I ain't gotta use none of my lead

That shit there hurt me deep, so he gon' suffer for what he did


He gotta suffer for what he did

He gotta suffer for what he did

He gotta suffer for what he did

Man, free my brothers out the pen'