Emotional Way of Thinking (Explicit)

Emotional Way of Thinking (Explicit) - Quando Rondo

Kid Freddo

Grrrah

Ha that's my grandma

Na na

Oh oh oh oh

Ooh oh oh oh

Ooh oh oh-oh

Gunpowder soaked in my veins from that day we kicked that door

Girl I little face

Prees in the street

But only God and my brothers know

I apologized to Jai for putting dick in these other hoes

They layin' law down my name for 10000 dollars

And a line of coke

I say up my prayers up to Allah

But it seem like s**t won't change

Living life like it ain't no tomorrow

I'm married to the game

Pablo still hoping that Cardo bullets ain't got no names

I'ma fill up his trucks with hollows

Since he think it's a game

Got so much hatred in my heart

I can't respect myself

I kept it real from the start to neglect myself

I can't express myself

Before I let that boy play I'm gon' select myself

Got so much hatred in my heart

I can't respect myself

I kept it real from the start to neglect myself

I can't express myself

Before I let that boy play I'm gon' select myself

Deeply in love with a b***h

I feel like only with me for the fame

I lost my cousin to this s**t

Plus they got Leeky locked up in them chains

Metro police pulled me over tryna see what color flag I bang

Last time I checked we tote them TECs

I let that blicky bang

It's up with me that's all the time

Lord I got murder on my mind

He 'cross that line I bust that iron

My feelings lost it's hard to find

They call my phone I press decline

Fast forward my life then press rewind

Look at the clock it never change

I might just go before my time

She sniffing coke while her brother cookin' d**e in the kitchen

Send a couple of shots at that two-door coupe that

Ain't got no ceiling

He tyna make him a killing

'Cause all they know is killing

I left my heart in the trenches I really needed healing

They know I'm bound to get that check for sure

I'm ballin' you can check the score

I'm not saying I know it all

But I came here just to let you know

The Devil wear Prada

So I refuse to have respect for hoes

Three five roll my cigar up

Tell the opps that we want all the smoke

It's up with me that's all the time

B***h I got murder on my mind

He 'cross that line I bust that iron

They call my phone I press decline

Look at the clock it never change

They draw the chalk when it's a crime

I might just go before my time

Got so much hatred in my heart

I can't respect myself

I kept it real from the start to neglect myself

I can't express myself

Before I let that boy play I'm gon' select myself

Got so much hatred in my heart

I can't respect myself

I kept it real from the start to neglect myself

I can't express myself

Before I let that boy play I'm gon' select myself

Oh oh oh-oh

Oh oh oh-oh

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