My Thoughts 4

(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 wastin' 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 folks collectin' 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 hatin' 'cause they'll never get they ho back

I'm at Zeidman's electin' somethin', this where I vote at

Girl, where your passport? I need some love, let's hit Jamaica

I'm gettin' what I want, I used to run around with takers

These boys get desperate when they be runnin' 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 somethin'

Grab you somethin' from the mall, but you ain't gettin' my trust

We need Smack DVD 'cause they ain't livin' like us (come on)

Somethin' black to match the bin, put my bitch in the truck

Told me I need therapy, I don't be givin' 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 flyin', how you beefin' 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 talkin' to me

I had to cut into the rug for almost kickin' my drink

Sir, can you tell me what you pourin' that keep makin' it pink?

Look up at the JumboTron, I'm flexin', I'm gettin' off

They see me, they cheerin' for me, but I ain't pick up a ball

Snowsuit claws, cuz shovelin' my driveway

Cars back to back like we celebratin' 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 doin' press

Do you love me or you hate me? Say it with your chest

Life is like a card 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, groupies eatin' it

They keep on askin' for the blueprint, I just be myself

My youngin walkin' 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 lyin' like Safaree

I keep buyin' 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 nothin' 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 clubbin'

He can't erase the hate, I put my dick in his woman

My glizzy gettin' engaged, I'm gettin' it fit for a button

You know how my niggas livin', I'm turned up, I'm on the Oxy'

I'm ballin', woah Kemosabe

I'm coastin' like I'm at Jozzy

She dig me, my pimpin' 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 comin' 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 passin' 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 bitch wanna keep mine

I'll have 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 smashin' the pedal of somethin' new like I'm racin' the lines

These ice bowls reboxed, but it's Mason in mine

I hope some years get knocked for niggas facin' some time

Thank you for artist, who the next Warhol?

Baller, bitch, rich nigga up, look at cornball

Hangin' with my nieces and my nephews and ignore y'all

There's niggas speakin' down when you ain't there and don't support at all

Listen to this, can't 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, we send it

Swag on a hundred

Flow through I'm like Wayne in '06

TMZ on my dick

Post a half, look at this

Post a bag, niggas goin' 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 a list

Damn, look at me, remember playin' tag, now I'm it

I come through, got the whole hood wavin', Money Mitch

Rap general, I still'll sub in and dunk a brick

(I just need my space right now)

Face MOB, nigga

M-O-B, man, the business, Money Over Bitches

Fuck you other niggas, y'all ain't really with us

Y'all know how we comin', nigga

Shit ain't 'bout nothin'

Codeine cowboys

Rest in peace to all my fallen soldiers we lost, nigga

Motherfuckin' stupid solder turned to boss

Diamonds like Voss, nigga, makin' me talk

Real P when I walk, bitch