Sober Thoughts

Yeah, yeah

We fight today, we fuck tomorrow, then we fuck again

I fuck her homie, she found out and then she fuck my men

Then I hit her and I tell her she a piece of shit

Then she call the cops and say: You always make me sick

Then we fuck again

We make it up and then we're back to where we used to be

And usually, it takes like two or three, sometimes it last a week

Then we fight again

Then I fuck her friend, the cycle never end

That same little nigga yelling out that westside

Was that same motherfucker in that drive by

Westside till I motherfucking d-ie

Eastside get the love, when I get high

Pop bottles and I forget that you even exist

Rarely at the cathedral, throw up the pacifists

Baby girl, I'm doing better with a star now

When I'm so deep in the pussy, make her star chow

Sober gave and sober thoughts

And it's ok 'cause baby I got what you want (yeah, yeah)

Sober gave and sober thoughts (yeah)

And it's ok 'cause baby I got what you want (yeah)

Good music, I got that

Good head, I got that

Sweet dreams, we got that

One beef, I'm bout that

Good music, I got that (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Good head, I got that (alright)

Sweet dreams, we got that

One beef, I'm bout that (yeah, yeah)

Been thinking about getting this tat on my face

Who gives a fuck, nobody gets to see me anyways

My uncle hear this shit, and he probably be mortified

I'm only twenty years old, sounding like I'm forty-five

Sweet lullabies and license what can keep this driving

When I finally hear the car, I didn't steal, I'm riding thighs

Her panties, skirts, and denim dresses, all the finest linen

And the highest fabric backseat, steady rap, I'm an addict for you

Such a passion for you, never asked for much

Except a little loyalty, some head and actavis

Swear it's meant for us, but I don't give a fuck

Addiction is the purest way of love, that gon' anti us

Dream driving, drunk driving

Foamposites, autopilot, coin wallet, we hiding

Heavenly father don't be mad at me

I may not come when you want to but I'm right on time

Sober gave and sober thoughts

And it's ok 'cause baby I got what you want (yeah, yeah)

Sober gave and sober thoughts (yeah)

And it's ok 'cause baby I got what you want (yeah)

Good music, I got that

Good head, I got that

Sweet dreams, we got that

One beef, I'm bout that

Good music, I got that (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Good head, I got that (alright)

Sweet dreams, we got that

One beef, I'm bout that (yeah, yeah)

Yeah

I got that

I got that

We got that

I'm bout that

I got that

I got that

They fucked up (haha)

We fucked up