Murda Beatz
ScAtTeRED ThOuGhTs
(Seth The Chef)
(Buddah Bless this beat

One the one, kept it real from the start
New whip sittin' in my garage
N***as ain't but they try to act hard
Lil n***a just play your part
Keep it real with yourself, it ain't hard

Came in the game, had to make my mark
My foreign's dark, I play this shit smart
Go and get a new foreign, give my brother my [?]

All in Hollywood doin' good drugs
Hot cold, babygirl I need good love
When I send for you, better pull up

Would you believe me if I told you I didn't have no hoes
Would you deceive me or stay loyal when I'm on the road

Tell me something good, let a n***a know
Need a solid lil bitch, won't fold
Let her take trip, where you wanna go?
Somewhere nobody knows
Pussy wet and I might fuck her on the boat
I'm in it til she doze
If she wanna leave, I'm let her go
I don't chase hoes I get chosen
Big-big-big VV's, they frozen
If it's in you it ain't gotta be spoke on
Name a n***a fresher than me i don't know one
Break that dope up out the zip and then i roll one
Why the hell he walk around with all this gold on
Gucci Slippers when i gotta make a store run
Sometimes i think about the future
Sometimes i think about the past
Remember Co ain't have no Cash
Wake up gotta get this bag
N***as mad cause they coming in last
Just remember fuck n***as won't last