My Thoughts

Hey Greg! How’s life?
I don’t know, alright…
Spending time alone I’m just tryna get my mind right
Stuck up in these bad habits
Lucifer’s in hindsight
This your pilot speaking, everybody get on my flight!
Sidetracked inconsistent but I’m on the right path
Think I need some discipline
Ain’t it funny? Go laugh
My job? I rap
Write this, scribble that
Is it good?! Maybe trash
Skitzophrenic! (Relax)
(Ayy!) know I can’t forget it
Gotta stay committed
Person in the mirror — that’s my only real competition
Why you over stressing?
Feeling under pressure?
Vibing to the beat, I’m about my numbers like a mathematician
Money / Cars / Woman — really don’t impress me
Shooting for the stars, I ain’t never had a plan B
Wanna emulate cause you know I got the recipe
Stepping without caution, that’s like poison to the Ivy
Couple screws loose, really can’t explain it
One day Ima grow up and I’ll finally be famous
So subjective — you can love it, you can hate it
But one thing that’s for certain — I’m a pain up in the anus
My thoughts, my thoughts
Through the highs and the lows know I can’t stop
My thoughts, my thoughts
World is coming to an end
Pray to my God
So indecisive, OCD igniting
Became a ritual now I don’t know if I can fight it
Maybe I’m a physic? Maybe I’m defiant
How you feel? Shut up! «Simply all I want is silence!»
Vicious like a nose bleed
Learning from the OG’s
Ask me how I’m living? Staying private, listen closely
Lets get one thing straight
You and I? We’re not homies
Last month I made 10k but I remain remotely
(Ayy!) This manipulation
(Uhh!) You can save your gimmicks
What I’m saying pure tyranny
My perception
(Whoaa!) Constant overthinking
(Huhh?!) Like a ship I’m sinking
Took my one shot, now I’m ballin' like I’m Scottie Pippen
Intruder in my head, really need I say more?
My thoughts are explosive like I’m about to plant some C4
You don’t like the road I’m on?
Then simply take the detour
Built this from the ground up, can’t wait to hit the world tour
Couple screws loose, really can’t explain it
One day Ima grow up and I’ll finally be famous
So subjective — you can love it, you can hate it
But one thing that’s for certain — I’m a pain up in the anus
My thoughts, my thoughts
Through the highs and the lows know I can’t stop
My thoughts, my thoughts
World is coming to an end
Pray to my God