2gunns - Thoughts On Me (feat. NIATDO) Lyrics

(Ha, ha)
Got so much thoughts on me
Pressure buildin' up all on my chest
Like I got some rocks on me
Tryna' run away from all my problems
I got them cops on me
I don't understand everything, But I gotta plot on it (Plot on it)
Ooh, woah
I'm the Teacher and the Student (Oh, woah)
I just stay by myself, 'cuz I aint easily influenced
Keep my heart, and my soul, real congruent
Had to think, before I do, 'cuz I used to be the first to do it
Anyway, had to make a way
Niggas pussy, call 'em Kool-whip
They roses, and they tulips
I just copped some new drip
Like they found the species of a new Fish
I just copped a new strain
So, you know, I got a new dish
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah-
Got too many thoughts on me
Pressure buildin' up, I feel like that shit bout to pop on me
You know, that I'm in it,
And my chest feel like, way too damn heavy
They always tryna cut me off, but I aint talkin' no machete
Pockets, Fat, Racks, Hefty
Riding 'round C-8 that chevy-
Mind racing like I'm in a 'Vette, but that shit aint Chevy
Bout a check and your chest, then you gotta check me
I've been in the studio with Cam, lil' bitch, so come and check me
'Member them days ridin' 'round with Chris, in Dade County, that chevy
Woah, woah, woah, you know I'm blowin' up
Two Thousand Twenty Four, Lil' bitch, you know we goin' up
Why the f*ck you keep on talking, you know that this shit stu-uck
Bitch, I aint never gave a Fu-uck