My Thoughts 4

(Album: Summer's Mine - 2023)

I just need my space right now
(She told me to go make some time)
Yeah

She told me to make some time, but bae, I ain't wasting mine
My Rollie up to the sky and ain't set up the date and time (Facts)
I sent you up to go get it, just bring it to break it down
Got my post, collecting pints 'cause they heard 'Face in town
Her heart broken and it's my fault but I ain't notice
I'm half-soldier and half-boss and niggas know that
Hope they ain't hating 'cause they'll never get they ho back
I'm at Zeidman's electing something, this where I vote at
Girl, where your passport? I need some love, let's hit Jamaica
I'm getting what I want, I used to run around with takers
These boys get desperate when they be running out of paper (No cap)
Know I got vices, I'll probably never put the drank up
Lame-ass nigga, come and get a picture or something
Grab you something from the mall, but you ain't getting my trust
We need [?] DVD 'cause they ain't living like us (Come on)
Something black to match the bin, put my bitch in the truck
Told me I need therapy, I don't be giving a fuck
I can only judge a nigga how they act when they up
Pull a move, don't think twice, he would've did it to me
Pull up on me same day, this shit won't take me a week
You ever dropped a glass pint and had to scrape up the drank?
You ever slayed a bad bitch and had to keep it discreet?
No guns drawn, bullets flying, how you beefing with me?
Might give a Scat to a rat, it's cats stitched to my seat
Ri— Rich dope fiend, a Perc' dipped in my lean
Bi— Bitch, watch your mouth when you talking to me
I had to cut into the rug for almost kicking my drink
Sir, can you tell me what you pouring that keep making it pink?
Look up at the JumboTron, I'm flexing, I'm getting off
They see me, they cheering for me, but I ain't pick up a ball
Snowsuit claws, cuz shoveling my driveway
Cars back to back like we celebrating a holiday
Barely get to see her, but she still gon' keep that pussy safe
That's a pick six, niggas tried to run the rookie play
Bro dropped out, but he still won't put the books away
Old hoes mad, on my Instagram, "Look at 'Face"
Another day, it's new Givenchy, I'm just doing press
Do you love me or you hate me? say it with your chest
Life is like a clock game, I been done with chess
I can't show my hand, won't tell my right about the left
Made a way, but never left, put my homies out this mess
Tied with the top execs, ride with the chopper, yes (Boy)
I know I can't win 'em all, but I won't let 'em see me sweat
I'm just tryna get them out, these niggas wanna be the best
I left a statement to the telly [?]
They keep on asking for the blueprint, I just be myself
My youngin walking with his shirt up so you see his belt
No double Gs or LVs, this make you scream for—
Carhartt, Marni
Wockhardt, Barney
Rockstar, gnarly
Beam me up, Charlie
Take a nigga bitch 'cause he lying like safari
I keep buying Chromes that's identical to Cartis
Can't change my habits for shit, I'm stuck in my ways
You got the right to remain silent, the fuck did you say?
These FaZe Clan-ass niggas play nothing but games
Walked out the crib, decisions, decisions, I jumped out the Range
Like fuck it, who ran the route better, me or Harriet Tubman?
Can you picture me rollin'? Exes picture me clubbing
He can't erase the hate, I put my dick in his woman
My glizzy getting engaged, I'm getting it fit for a button
You know how my niggas living, I'm turned up, I'm on the Oxy'
I'm balling, woah Kemosabe
I'm coasting like I'm at Jozzy
She dig me, my pimping popular
It's neat, but I want it sloppy
Rap for 'em, but I ain't Fivi
She foreign, my lil' mami
Yeah, I can fly you out, bae, I don't care to see bitches
Psyche, it's like ten of 'em coming to the D with me
Shorty, these your options, you gon' cut me in or eat with me
High, nodded off, fucked around and let her sleep with me
Codeine baby, I don't care if it was three-fifty
At the round table passing cups, you can drink with me
I had a one-on-one with God and he gon' bless me for life
That's for them times I kept it solid when I could've been slime
She let some niggas knock her up, but this was one to keep mine
I got some gangsters pop you up, you say my name three times
You know it's hot, it's just like grease, I'll get a lame deep fried
I used to get 'em for the nineteen, my name Keyshawn
I rock the cradle, then boom like it's '85
I'm smashing the pedal of something new like I'm racing the lines
These [?], but it's Mason in mine
I hope some years get knocked for niggas facing some time
[?] artist, who the next Warhol?
Baller, bitch, rich nigga up, look at cornball
Hanging with my nieces and my nephews and ignore y'all
There's niggas speaking down when you ain't there and don't support at all
Listen to this, can do bad all myself, my nigga
Niggas gon' try and I'm gon' catch a free one, I feel it
How you gang? They got the drop on, go kill him
I'll dress 'em up and make 'em look good, [?]
Swag on a hundred [?]
I'm like Wayne in '06
TMZ on my dick
Post a half, look at this
Post a bag, niggas going out sad 'bout some chips
Met her first day and cut her ass the same, that was Trish
Nigga play, so you know I gotta get 'em, made the list
Damn, look at me, remember playing tag, now I'm it
I come through, got the whole hood waving, Money Mitch
Rap general, I still'll sub in and dunk a brick

(I just need my space right now)
Face Mob, nigga
MOB, man, the biggest Money Over Bitches
Fuck you other niggas, y'all ain't really with us
Y'all know how we coming, nigga
Shit ain't 'bout nothing
Codeine cowboys
Rest in peace to all my fallen soldiers we lost, nigga
Motherfucking stupid solder turned to boss
Diamonds like Voss [?]
Real P when I walk, bitch