In My Thoughts

[Intro]
Hey Tall Wall
Tall, Wall
Hey Tall Wall
Uh, uh
[?] nigga, uh

[Chorus]
Yeah I be with killers, in them trenches, and they tryna drill (They're tryna kill)
All my niggas catch a body niggas ain't nobody tell
Yeah I lost my nigga Whites and white boys don't know how it feel
Yeah I'ma keep it quiet when it's time I'm authentic real
Yeah I'm sitting back and being patient, yeah my time is coming
Yeah I'm sitting back and contemplating, nigga I know I'm wanted
Gave my youngings a blueprint they gotta run it up and get some money
Shit be all jokes and laugh later when this shit ain't funny

[Verse]
I'm in niggas' spot I could run up a hundred
Ain't worried about rappers I ain't taking nothing
Thе feds get behind mе you know that I [?]
They get up with me and I'm telling them nothing
The feds on my dick these bitches on my dick they know I'm buzzing
Got shit going on and I'm giving them law and I fuck with the bitch give her G-Star Raw
Saw some niggas go out off that Dusse and off that fucking [?]
Nigga I don't fuck with no Perc's I ain't chasing at all
Get back for the trenches I got my respect
The kids they love me they know that I'm that
I'm riding with Drac' when I'm riding with blatt
Ain't worried about beef when I'm chasing a check
Nigga I got a nephew I gotta feed nigga I'm chasing M's
Niggas gon' hate me bitches love me, 'cause I'm really him
I get me the ball I'm going to the rim
I'm dunking the ball, I'm slamming it in
[?] changing the lens
These niggas can't see me these Cartier lens
I just started rapping they wanna just be
I'm serving this shit and this shit for the people
Tell 'em free lil' Giz and free Lil Reapa
Free SD he a full blown creeper
Free all the men they know that I'm sending them over
Nigga I'm getting it back it's call collect and I'm pressing the five
I'm from 37th but don't speak on the Five
I just started rapping this shit by luck
This rap game foggy it come with a lot
Niggas walking up on you for pictures, you gotta watch your back
You don't know if they fan or they just gotta die
Keep doing my people they pushing the racks
You know that these [?] can't walk in my shoes
And I got a little smarter I can't move loose
I'm tucking the Drac' or that fifty, when it's cold, nigga I got on a Moose
I'm over that jail and I'm working my knuckles I cut on that desk and I might just bust you
Yeah I been rapping for eleven months I'm up and coming
Nigga try to play with Wall I drag my balls I'm most wanted

[Chorus]
Yeah I be with killers, in them trenches, and they tryna drill (Killers, tryna kill)
All my niggas catch a body niggas ain't nobody tell (Catching bodies, they keep it solid)
Yeah I lost my nigga Whites and white boys don't know how it feel
Yeah I'ma keep it quiet when it's time I'm authentic real
Yeah I'm sitting back and being patient, yeah my time is coming
Yeah I'm sitting back and contemplating, nigga I know I'm wanted (I'm sitting, uh, Mob)
Gave my youngings a blueprint they gotta run it up and get some money
Shit be all jokes and laugh later when this shit ain't funny

[Outro]
Nah, uh, hey Tall Wall
Hey Tall
Man, stop playing with Tall
Man, stop playing with Tall
[?]
Mob