Thomee
Sometimes i feel stuck in a box
So i release my demons, i put them in music
Big brodie had gave me my Glock
He said huh little bro i just hope you don't need it
My mom say im just like my pops
And I think she say that cause we both got our demons
When niggas turn odd, get even
Heart so damn cold, damn near anemic
Flex up, um i know
Always posting guns know you never gon blow nothing
Peep sum , huh I'm gone
Niggas love to gossip if you ask i don't know nothing
Pussy nigga say he know me he don't know nothing
And these niggas fake tough, they just show buttons
Lame nigga talk too much, he a Joe Budden
I can turn my little nigga up with a little onion
Like to shit on my exes
I feel like Mike Epps cause a nigga be All About His Benjamins
This shit through the roof
It's not forex
A young nigga just all bout his dividends
Most of these days i can't think straight
Cause a nigga be missing his granny
If i call you my brother or tell you i love you, I promise you twin we family
Generation of weirdos it really sucks
How you taking my love and go give it up
But I'm planning for profit ain't giving up
Onna 8 solo kickin it's getting rough
Had to leave her i loved her like what the f*ck?
All my life i got mad at being runner up
I was never enough and i'm feeling it
Shake this feeling i cannot get rid of it
If i fall back down ima get back up that's simply how it go
I got my brother and he got my back that's really all we know
Replaying moments in my head it's a rewind
Got to move smart moving on my Bill Nye
I don't say too much really just a chill guy
Make me mad ima really make you feel way
Sometimes i feel stuck in a box
So i release my demons, i put them in music
Big brodie had gave me my Glock
He said huh little bro i just hope you don't need it
My mom say im just like my pops
And I think she say that cause we both got our demons
When niggas turn odd, get even
Heart so damn cold, damn near anemic
Flex up, um i know
Always posting guns know you never gon blow nothing
Peep sum , huh I'm gone
Niggas love to gossip if you ask i don't know nothing
Pussy nigga say he know me he don't know nothing
And these niggas fake tough, they just show buttons
Lame nigga talk too much, he a Joe Budden
I can turn my little nigga up with a little onion
Flex up, um i know
Always posting guns know you never gon blow nothing
Peep sum , huh I'm gone
Niggas love to gossip if you ask i don't know nothing
Pussy nigga say he know me he don't know nothing
And these niggas fake tough, they just show buttons
Lame nigga talk too much, he a Joe Budden
I can turn my little nigga up with a little onion
Thomee
