Thoughts On A Beat IV

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Yo RIP to my Dawg Farai mehn
This nigga used to sell gas for double the price to white folks back in college right
So one day I asked him
Yo why do you do that mehn
And he was like, reparations nigga
Who better? The truth teller, the go getter
She screaming when I’m in it told her ass to save her voice for when I’m headlining Coachella
She like the fiend and I’m the dope dealer
I’m so clever I try to stay humble but my ego rebels
Imaging Tom Brady fumbled then he blaming Gisele
That's how you sound when you blame the whole world but not blaming yourself
You wanna win then be ready to fail
I’m raining heaven and hell for every rapper that I’m tryna out sell
It’s game over when I sign my first deal
Re-hearsed my Lines a thousand times like I’m Patti Labelle
If only you knew how it felt
To have a thousand songs on your shelf but you won’t let em hear em cause of a
Mispronounced vowel or a verb
I try to give perfectionism everytime I’m speaking out these words
And I know deep down that’s a gift and a curse
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
New York to Cali, for the money power respect
Nas flow I always wish the legends the best
But I’m lowkey tryna get em off the list
The goal is top 5 with the flow when it’s all set is stone
Eye on the crown, might as well watch the throne
Staring at the bottom from the top like a drone
I pray that all my wrongs show you where not to go
Got my nigga on the phone he be asking for a loan
My other nigga scrolling busy searching for some hoes
3rd nigga pulling up spent 8 hours on the road
He be moving state to state he be slanging on the low
And I could tell he on the edge, trigger finger twitching
Tell he off meds, he be anxious he be itching
To catch a nigga slipping or looking at him different
Tried to lighten up the mood but that nigga never listen
I tell that man to chill, we tryna make a mill
We tryna pay the bills tryna get my ass a deal
He said it’s hard to sleep so he pops a couple pills
Having nightmares of the niggas he done killed, yea shit is real
And I’ll keep it sealed bout the other shit that we spoke about
Thoughts on a beat but everything can’t be open now
If underrated was a movie I’ll be the poster child
Voices in my head so I’m rolling loud, church
If wishes were horses then niggas will ride all time
Tryna survive mehn what a day, been a hell of day
And they don’t do talking, they just might ride in the night
Might take your life, they’ll make you pay
Ain’t much else to say, just pray
I wish Kobe drove and didn’t have to fly
I wish Gigi didn’t have to die
I wish when that pussy pulled up, Nipsey Hussle still had his nine
I wish Lauren didn’t have to cry
I wish Big and Pac had a vest
I wish Juice and Mac had stayed off the Percs
I wish Trump never got elected
I wish Ye had way more respect
Shit I wish he never stayed off his meds
I wish I wasn’t spiteful, I wish I wasn’t cold
I wish I didn’t break her when I tried to make her whole
Wish I never took advantage, wish I never gave her hope
Wish I made her know her worth and not treat her like a hoe
Shit I wish I wasn’t humble, wish I was cockier
When she gave me head I wish that shit was more sloppier
Wish that she was nastier
Wish I was more grateful for the shit that I have and felt way more happier
I wish I didn’t break so many hearts
Wish I didn’t make em all depart
Wish I could have a restart, and never even start
Some relationships that went to shit and pulled us all apart
I wish I was closer to my dad
It is what it is I understand
I got to be the man
It’s hard to show emotions to the fam
My sister and my mom
I tried to open up but I can’t
I wish when I shoot my shot I get an and 1
Shawty texting me she says I’m handsome
Text her said I’m working on my album
Now she mad so she keeps throwing tantrums, whats the answer
Wish the Henny cured pain
Wish I didn’t take all the blame
Wish these hoes weren’t all the same
I wish they know my name
I’m wishing for the fame
I got a million wishes but I’ll keep that in my brain
I made It through the storm so I ain’t tripping bout the rain
And Kobe was my influence, for writing up this tape
So ain’t no better way to finish up the game, let's play
Imma drop a 60 piece then Imma tell them niggas peace out
You ever need to speak girl I promise you could reach out
Save my name on speed dial
And if I don’t pick you should redial
I’m probably in the studio, so mean while
I moved down to the city of the peach
Had to quit my job cause that shit was not for me
When the country is at war but you tryna find some peace
You gotta stretch your hand when it’s getting outta reach
And my homie still selling dope on the low in the block but
Who the f*ck am I to tell that man to stop
He got a little daughter and his sins is not her fault
So he's a servant to the streets he gonna give it all he got
Mama said I curse too much on my songs
I told her yea I curse but I am bless em with these joints
She said I’m way too educated to be calling niggas niggas
And calling bitches bitches
And throwing gang signs in all my pictures
And yea I understand I am different
But will my message be the same if I water down the pain
If I’m pouring out my heart I want em feeling what I’m saying
Jimmy Hendrix made em feel em every time he pulled the string
Picasso made em feel em when he was brushing up the paint on the canvas
I don't f*ck with snakes unless it’s the Black Mamba
Thoughts On A Beat, I gotta put this shit on camera
Catch me in Atlanta
And imma give this all I got till I drop
And I put that on my mama

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