J Gunna - Thoughts to Myself (feat. Paybackdagod) Lyrics

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