Thoughts 12

[Verse]
Ay
My mind faltered plenty when it came to trust
Buck fitty, that’s the sin of luck
I could give a fuck if you could
My niggas got the pull that shock fear
I remember Steam doubt disappearing
Interference from the 1-2
Kick gravel as my worry spike to hurt proof
My father figured me a virtue
Passing my word
False curses through my moms pain
Change coming close, seeking pocket
No unfamiliar topic
Protecting soul
From my nana coming real bold
Hands rich with power
Praise rise as the sin cower
Aye
Never knocking as I climb tower
Inner pеace from beyond
Time spinning in my palm, aye
Had to get this shit my way (x2)

[Outro]
Thus spoke
A wise mind seeking bliss from lost hope
No joke had me chuckle more than life tryna cope
We all know