Thoughts to Myself YFN Lucci

[Verse 1]
Yea Uh, feeling good living right
Yea eating good every single night
I'd rather die and go to hell than live a lie
I swear shit was fucked up had to get it right
Yeaaa you know we gone ball every minute
Got a bitch look like Nia Long call every minute
See ion really get along with too many
Gotta fetish for the cheese macaroni and the spinach
When BIG got killed I want stop til I kill em
Scrap got pop screaming free him till they free him
Alll these lil bitches in my DM
And you know we on the block from the AM to the PM
The money keep growing my kids getting bigger
Yeah they growing these rappers gettin old they corroded
When you fucked up you can't show it yeaa

[Hook]
Thoughts to myself like (thoughts to myself like) (yea)
If I put you in my will would you kill and not steal from me
All I ask is you be real and be here for me
All a nigga ask is for a chance bitch you will love me
Licking all on you ear girl till you give it to me
If I say I want the fucking world betta give it to me
If anything motherfucker I ain't neva worried yeah yea uh