Criminal Ideas

Criminal thoughts in a blue Porsche
Smoke you like a Newport
Back to backpack to pack
Fuck what you thought
I’m either going to the bank or heading to court
The realest shit
You should be gettin' it
Words are too short
I build with Bill
Connect, collab with Snak the Ripper
Am I gonna have to choke a bitch or smack a nigga?
Attackin' Hitler and strangle him with his confederate flag
You fuckin' fags need to learn adequate or your head’ll split
Benevolence and a mastermind intelligence
Leads to robberies or armored trucks filled with presidents
I need that ASAP
Might bump like ASAP
Feinds dying they supplying lines cut with Ajax
I never used to play Jacks or Freeze Tag
We was on the block with weed bags
Lookin' to get that cheese …
I went straight but God help me if I need cash
I’ll go shady 2.0
This the relapse
Believe that
There’s a lot of pain in my tears
Dark thoughts turnin' into criminal ideas
This' the Niagara Falls, but instead of water there’s blood
That’s how your fucking brain’s gonna look, after I dump slugs
Ain’t no sunshine, that went away with half o' your head
With a smokin' eye socket like Gus from Breaking Bad
40 of yees
Slap the cure
You’re the disease
My machinary harm like a trump full of hornets and bees
I’m the force of the unhinged
This a franchise
Disconnected
Misguided
Misdirected
I used to think i knew all the answers to everything
But never realized I never knew anything
Shooters with stripes
Movements …
Evolve from goons on shrooms
Students at life
50% you’ll survive
But you can increase your odds with a criminal mind
It’s all guns and ammos
40 below’s a tuck camo
Cause we don’t give a motherfuck famo
There’s a lot of pain in my tears
Dark thoughts turnin' into criminal ideas
I can’t control it anymore
I got these thoughts in my dome
The government is keepin' taps so we don’t talk on the phone
They wanna track you down and catch you like a block from your home
Throw you in the back of a van while you’re walking alone
So we’re movin' in the shadow
Some are off of the grid
All the crime that they accused me of I probably did
Yeah I’m down the block with binoculars watching ya crib
Talking bullshit could get you pussies popped in the lid
I’m just followin' the voices that appear in my dreams
I think I’m seeing shit more clearly now as weird as it seems
Run you over in the street like a … extreme
Come back and hit the paramedics when they’re clearin' the scene
I got boys charm just enough to make your mom wet
Someone pull the alarm, I’m calling in a bomb threat
The odds are stacked against us but we never make the wrong bet
Droppin' acid in the jungle like a Vietnam vet
There’s a lot of pain in my tears
Dark thoughts turnin' into criminal ideas