Cgsongs - Thoughts Lyrics

Here we go run it back chill in here
Lets dig into thoughts let out my fears
I need to understand
Why the fuck im the man
Makin hit after hit and i got the plan
I think of shit and write it down
Like how my life is a spiral down
Into hell
Ring the bell
Cast a spell
So i sell
My soul
For the toll
To be brought back up you'll
Always need to be fuckin taught
How to get out of the dreadnaught
Of my mind
Try to find
How i make all of it fuckin mine
I down a bottle of baja blast
Drivin all damn night, im home at last
Step out the car into the pit
Fall down into the dark abyss
Im sittin in school writin down these bars
Dreamin of money and foreign cars
Yall know that shit aint real though
Getin in my mind every night, so
Im stuck in the dark
Not in the light
When i write i feel smart
Man i aint alright
But i aint gettin far
Im all for a fight
Till i shine like a star
In a clear sky night

I got these thoughts in my mind
In my mind
I try to find
A way out of the fuckin jungle
Everyday is fuckin trouble
I got these thoughts in my mind
In my mind
I try to find
A way out of the fuckin jungle
Everyday is fuckin trouble

I got these thoughts in my mind
In my mind
I try to find
A way out of the fuckin jungle
Everyday is fuckin trouble
I got these thoughts in my mind
In my mind
I try to find
A way out of the fuckin jungle
Everyday is fuckin trouble
Everyday is a fuckin struggle
Everyone brings fuckin trouble
I got that shotgun barrel double
Keep it on me to end the rumble
Everyday is a fuckin struggle
Everyone brings fuckin trouble
I got that shotgun barrel double
Keep it on me to end the rumble

Wait here we are back on this beat
Time to step up my game hop on my feet
Writin down whats in mind
Instead of tryin to find
Lyrics that work and just make sense
Sitin in my room burnin incense
Meditatin
Educatin
On the subject of clickbaitin
Get out my thoughts and all my worries
Writin down thoughts all through out my journey
Getin rich like a pirate thats got scurvy
Everybody knows thats on my mind
Everybody knows i aint got time
For all this imagination
Gotta make it through this saturation
Gotta make fun of the jake paulers
Their brains must be smaller
Than a acorn
Thats for sure
Im sayin they're retarded for sure
I dont care about anything anymore
Gonna go ahead start another world war
They gonna look at me and say good lord
Kids gonna fly high gonna go soar
Try to push this shit to 4 minutes
Here we are at the bend close to the finish
Look to the clock
Tick tock
Gonna go shepherd a new flock
This aint no gucci gang
I aint no gucci mane
Thats not what i been sayin
Im just on this cause im playin

I got these thoughts in my mind
In my mind
I try to find
A way out of the fuckin jungle
Everyday is fuckin trouble
I got these thoughts in my mind
In my mind
I try to find
A way out of the fuckin jungle
Everyday is fuckin trouble

I got these thoughts in my mind
In my mind
I try to find
A way out of the fuckin jungle
Everyday is fuckin trouble
I got these thoughts in my mind
In my mind
I try to find
A way out of the fuckin jungle
Everyday is fuckin trouble
Everyday is a fuckin struggle
Everyone brings fuckin trouble
I got that shotgun barrel double
Keep it on me to end the rumble
Everyday is a fuckin struggle
Everyone brings fuckin trouble
I got that shotgun barrel double
Keep it on me to end the rumble