A.m. Thoughts Songtext
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They don't know how I do it
They just know the youngin gettin' to it
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They know the youngin' been through it
I been gettin' too high I dont give fuck what they doin
Glock amen is not on my list
I ain't' playin' I'm on some new shit
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They don't know how I do it
They just know the youngin gettin' to it
(π¨ππ πͺππππππππππ ππππ'π π ππππ πππ ππππππ)
They know the youngin' been through it
I been gettin' too high I dont give fuck what they doin
Glock amen is not on my list
I ain't' playin' I'm on some new shit
He so hot but stay on cool shit
They throw shots but the shoe dont fit
They don't beleive I'm new to this
Won't take this chance for granted
Watch what I do to this
Eat up the beat tell em' choose a hit
Aye, Walk in the bank imma make this shit bounce
Add it up, add it up, count
Dont let em' know the amount
I had to jump out the drought
You know what im bout
You running your mouth
We runnin your mouth
Braggin' about
We run in your house
Ain't no "I" on this team aloud
Had to cut some onΠ΅s I love
Its killing me slow
But, I've been hΠ΅re before Way before the deal, before the dope, before the shows
Before these leaky hoes, all these drippy clothes
My sneakers uses to show my toes
You wasn't stepping those
It never fails to cross my mind, so many times
They tell me does it ever cross your mind
When you, cross that line
You got my heart under attack
You said some shit behind my back
You did some shit you can't take back
I tell em' make em' face the facts now
You turnt your back no turning back now
People love to ask now
Who, I, where, what happened huh?
They don't know how I do it
They just know the youngin' gettin' to it
They know the youngin' been through it
I've been gettin' too high I don't give fuck what they doin'
Pull up they like there he go
Takeoff they like where he go?
Humble yourself I kill ego
I know you only get fly on occasion
Sum of the equation you are not equal
Bite my floor but he not here tho
I ain't at the top they still can't top me tho
Im on the ground from the A.M. to P.M to A.M
Couple niggas bein in my DM I hope they prayin' I ain't slay em'
I heard they doin' shit just for a name, yall can never let em play em'
Plenty bullets come behind his name
I can have my shooter lay him
Thats a man down
We gon' shoot regardless put your fuckin hands down
We gotta, whole lotta, whole lotta drugs we a fuckin band now
I gotta, whole lotta, whole lotta fronts, I'm the fuckin man now
Imma keep livin' my dream
Get money in my genes, money in my jeans
Tell em' it is what it seems
Niggas underate my grind, the fuck do you mean
I don't wonder why they hate
I go blind just like Stevie
My flows no VVS
Prolly in your whole TV
It never fails to cross my mind, so many times
They tell me does it ever cross your mind
When you, cross that line
They don't know how I do it
They just know the youngin' gettin to it
They know the youngin' been through it
I've been gettin' too high I don't give fuck what they doin'
They throw shots but the shoe dont fit
They don't beleive I'm new to this
Won't take this chance for granted
Watch what I do to this
Eat up the beat tell em' choose a hit
Aye, Walk in the bank imma make this shit bounce
Add it up, add it up, count
Dont let em' know the amount
I had to jump out the drought
You know what im bout
You running your mouth
We runnin your mouth
Braggin' about
We run in your house
Ain't no "I" on this team aloud
Had to cut some onΠ΅s I love
Its killing me slow
But, I've been hΠ΅re before Way before the deal, before the dope, before the shows
Before these leaky hoes, all these drippy clothes
My sneakers uses to show my toes
You wasn't stepping those
It never fails to cross my mind, so many times
They tell me does it ever cross your mind
When you, cross that line
You got my heart under attack
You said some shit behind my back
You did some shit you can't take back
I tell em' make em' face the facts now
You turnt your back no turning back now
People love to ask now
Who, I, where, what happened huh?
They don't know how I do it
They just know the youngin' gettin' to it
They know the youngin' been through it
I've been gettin' too high I don't give fuck what they doin'
Pull up they like there he go
Takeoff they like where he go?
Humble yourself I kill ego
I know you only get fly on occasion
Sum of the equation you are not equal
Bite my floor but he not here tho
I ain't at the top they still can't top me tho
Im on the ground from the A.M. to P.M to A.M
Couple niggas bein in my DM I hope they prayin' I ain't slay em'
I heard they doin' shit just for a name, yall can never let em play em'
Plenty bullets come behind his name
I can have my shooter lay him
Thats a man down
We gon' shoot regardless put your fuckin hands down
We gotta, whole lotta, whole lotta drugs we a fuckin band now
I gotta, whole lotta, whole lotta fronts, I'm the fuckin man now
Imma keep livin' my dream
Get money in my genes, money in my jeans
Tell em' it is what it seems
Niggas underate my grind, the fuck do you mean
I don't wonder why they hate
I go blind just like Stevie
My flows no VVS
Prolly in your whole TV
It never fails to cross my mind, so many times
They tell me does it ever cross your mind
When you, cross that line
They don't know how I do it
They just know the youngin' gettin to it
They know the youngin' been through it
I've been gettin' too high I don't give fuck what they doin'
