A RICH ONE - Thoughts (feat. Bala Ortiz) Lyrics

All these thoughts in my head
I smoke green I do white I see red
I done seen a nigga a dead
From the words that he said
Lost my respect
All these thoughts in my head

It's disturbing what I think about
Head shots to two twats told them think it out
My gun gay it f*ck niggas when they bitch get out
I can't compromise or fold I'm on that mission now
Life can sit u down
Or u pick ya self right up and
Pitch a mound
I really had guns hold sixty rounds
Ran in cribs told them give it now
Bow
I'm a problem dude
Type a problem u bring to another nigga
And he can't solve it too
I bear arms till my arm get thru
My run fast what u joggin too
See what a jargon do

All these thoughts in my head
I smoke green I do white I see red
I done seen a nigga a dead
From the words that he said
Lost my respect
All these thoughts in my head

Paranoid
Off that Molly and that purple oil
Ima Golden boy like De La Hoya
But undefeated like that
Nigga Floyd
I done, I done stacked a couple bricks up like it's Tetris
You get this
I know them niggas hating but they'll never disrespect us
Changing climates
The way I make it rain bitch you should feel honored
The way I'm boutta blow this honey bun ain't no holding back
Never beeen round a real nigga girl
You know its facts
Catch me at the club but You know a nigga never lack
So go head play ya cards
Cause you know I got that f*cking strap
I make it clap brrrrr

All these thoughts in my head
I smoke green I do white I see red
I done seen a nigga a dead
From the words that he said
Lost my respect
All these thoughts in my head