Lyrics Caught Up In My Thoughts - Quando Rondo

Caught Up In My Thoughts

Pipe that shit up TnT
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This for my niggas in prison that stay calling from the jail phone
You know I ain’t rap about my life in a lil' minute so listen
Look, since I been up it been hard to tell who really my friend
Like who gon' hold it down to the end
Who can I call to vent
Don’t ever want mama, mama to cook cocaine again
From Juvenile I send 'em letters they ain’t pick up the pen
My mama always used to say you need a change of friends
Like what’s the difference nigga now and then, I knew it’s a sin
I’m sipping codeine and I can’t seem to stop
I’m with the same ass niggas from the apartments, the projects
Late night scheming
Dope boy dreaming
I’ma put my
Make sure they know the real meaning
I was just late night scheming
Dope boy dreaming
I think about our past relations, like you let it come between us
I’m thinking about a lot of secrets that people don’t know
Mama was struggling, the reason I jumped off the porch
I made a promise to be solid and stick to the code
Weight on my shoulders but it’s so much I must take edibles
My cousin crossed me I took that to the chin
Thinking about Leeky got my dawg in the pen
You know we bank, bringin' M’s
Tell you my struggles girl sit back let me vent
I got in trouble tryna hustle mama couldn’t pay the rent
I don’t want no stripe selling white
Sittin' in that cell with nobody
I know you sleeping probably
A heart to Quahfee I wanna tell you I’m sorry
You supposed to be with me now skirting off in this rari'
Look, since I been up it been hard to tell who really my friend
Like who gon' hold it down to the end
Who can I call to vent
Don’t ever want mama, mama to cook cocaine again
From Juvenile like sending letters they pick up the pen
My mama always used to say you need a change of friends
Like what’s the difference nigga now and then, I knew it’s a sin
I’m sipping codeine and I can’t seem to stop
I’m with the same ass niggas from the apartments, the projects
The strangest things will make 'em hate, like why they envy, yeah yeah
Better change your mans if you uppin' and a nigga don’t ask
Better change the plans, fuck a Maybach I want the Bentley truck
I-95 I went hellcat came back with a brick boss up
Bought some new shoes, I stepped in mud
You facing two words from the judge
I look around they switching up
When they fell down and couldn’t get up
I picked 'em up when they was struggling
I don’t give a fuck 'bout all that cousin shit
Marriage is that Christian wife and husband shit
I’m tryna put together puzzles
Like how the fuck I lose because of this
What would 2Pac say about the struggle
This who I spray because it’s governments
Come into Qpac fuck the politics
I know that taught us how to fall in love with a project bitch
Always been on some project shit
Niggas don’t even
I’m stayin' down I’m tryna run up an M
Walked in the building like the picture I’m him
These niggas know that I’m him
Since I been up seems like the fake love is real
Mama the bills gon' get paid long as we got vacuum zips
Look, since I been up it been hard to tell who really my friend
Like who gon' hold it down to the end
Who can I call to vent
Don’t ever want mama, mama to cook cocaine again
From Juvenile like sending letters they pick up the pen
My mama always used to say you need a change of friends
Like what’s the difference nigga now and then, I knew it’s a sin
I’m sipping codeine and I can’t seem to stop
I’m with the same ass niggas from the apartments, the projects
I gotta tell them niggas this (Ayy)
This for my niggas in them prisons steady calling through the jail phone
Ayy
Q-R-N
This for my niggas on Carl Griffin steady calling through the jail phone
Quando Rondo nigga