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letra de thoughts inside - lil oney

thoughts inside lyrics
feelings commotion marking in me erosion
emotion fade
done made boy change
bought a new chain
was just for fame
did mess out my brain
i’m storming with rain

my life mirroring on my past
many sh-t done really bad and so harsh
jawns swallowed to keep our laundry outta site
green means go if ‘ey really wanna do me plight

was a scrub had no skirt was down cold
recent had a bed wasn’t scared of the bando
got many things on my mind i want it goo
i sense another soul inside is soo cold

sometimes in my mind wann flaunt but i’m broke
was told to cap cuz i rap that’s joke
was dub by a b-tch but now she a hoe
stu blow me up record on debt oh no
i’on f-ck with these n-ggas no mo
if we in ’em lab it’s a hit let’s go
may borrow petеr but still duck paul
acting blind to sn0b cruds i saw
it sometime make mе careless
give props to my seniors
trash down talk me i won’t be there
thank god eer’day for my daily bread
fucc off
fucc off

glowing other side yo that sh-t was hard
waking up daily supper was our breakfast
gotta steal from pops pants ain’t got no credit card
every time my tune slaps holla dawg finna mad
pull out addy ‘nother second hire or hit we gone slide
talking bout my life style n-gga ain’t gotta lie
we’ve been through the hardship and the strive
doing every sh-t was a surprise peep that hype
see me with a phone maybe typing soaky rhymes
future bright

momma knew that
dad use to dream bout it
but never out emotions he a boomer
and it’s too black
i can never do that it hurt bad

used to be wid no honey
f-ck dating was thinking bout that coochie
ain’t none em dawgs wan ear for my music
i got some hips never reckoned in army
with ’em slimmies

feel titled to put me on the map
abort missions if n-ggar flip cat
i don’t clap maybe imma slap back
i don’t clap maybe imma slap back

for my daily bread
juvie slept woke in a dior shirt
versace robe got gucci belt
got good roofs on my blackey hair
f-cking with em j’s and af’s
‘neath my feet dwag smelling dirt
coulda been my ass rnd there
for my daily bread
juvie slept woke in a dior shirt
versace robe got gucci belt
got good roofs on my blackey hair
f-cking with em j’s and af’s
‘neath my feet dwag smelling dirt
coulda been my ass round there
naa naa

- lil oney

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