Doughboy Scooch - In Deep Thought lyrics

[Verse 1] [?] so I'm ridin' like a an*lyst Blowin' on this cannabis, a million I can handle it Bad hoes I'm stabbin' 'em, I got stamina Got your girl on camera and she screamin' while I'm rammin' her You shouldn't even be mad at her n***a just get your cabbage up Used to have them same problems 'til I got my baggage up You don't want them problems, shoot your a** up like Gallagher Free my n***a Kaine, I was tryna buy his Challenger Pistols with no silencer, n***a where they do that Dre, just called my phone asked me where the ruler at Told him, go and grab a scale from Pay sh** I'm usin' that He say, he got moves to shoot I ain't got nothin' to do with that I'm just tryna move the set used to play that college roll Every time I got that refund check n***a I was gone Teachers askin' questions 'bout my tattoo on my collarbone They say 'lord have mercy', she don't know what I been on Chillin' on the block I sold a lot marihuana on I sell my sh** by the pound, you can't even buy a zone Call my Ipsy n***as up, let's go pop that bottle bro I ain't talkin' bout no liquor every day we gotta pour These n***as lame prolly never seen the caine harden Hit the titty bar and make it thunder call me James Harden If you ain't know me then, you still don't know me then And if I go to jail, I hope my n***as hold me down [Sample] Making love all alone I hear the rain on my window [Verse 2] My life ain't perfect, hell yea I been broke before Couldn't take my girl out to eat or to the grocery store Sittin' at the crib, drive you crazy when you broke fo sho But don't leave [?] do somethin' stupid, gotta hold your own n***as slow your roll, go get a f**in' job I can't go and do that sh** cause I'm part of the f**ing mob n***as lookin' at me crazy already Askin' me why I ain't in the Mercedes already Cause these old n***as lame and ain't lettin' n***as eat But it's all cool I ain't trippin', n***as know who run the streets OG's we don't want them, [?] They just wanna see some young n***as draggin' behind Gimme that bag, I'm gon' grind You only 'bout to jack it You washin' up your b**h, she let a 'nother n***a crack it I hope you find out that your mans hit your b**h Out here lettin' n***as starve and you already rich Man, that n***a Scooch be goin' sh**, I only speak the real I done see sh** in the streets and I show you how I feel sh**tin' on [?] I ain't never had to steal But I'm tired of these streets, swear I hope we get a deal I don't respect money, respect real n***as I f** with n***as that don't hesitate to k** n***as Know we facin' fire but you gotta keep that steel with 'em [Sample] Making love all alone I hear the rain on my window Making love all alone I hear the rain on my window