Lyrics Vince Staples

Vince Staples

Thought About You

I just want to get my bread

And talk my shit before I end up dead

I got all this blood sitting on my hands

I never gave no fucks so they understand why I feel this way

Just found God and I still don't pray

Cause Satan preys on the weak swear I can do it myself

Soul stuck in the beats it's like I'm crying for help

Still my expression is bleak because my momma ain't raised no bitch

Never take no shit from no nigga unless he want to see the black four fifth

From the ghetto where the oceans is, but all hope is lost

We know the laws and quick to break 'em once there's dough involved

Young age they wrote us off, guns blaze they go to court

I got a lot of homies gone product of they're broken home

But who's to say what's right and wrong, they ain't live it

Looking straight into their eyes still and they ain't get it

But if I had a hundred dollars for every dream that I've ever had

I'd barely have enough to right the wrongs I did in the past

They say forgive and forget, look at it and laugh

We gave all that we had and got nothing

As far as music kid I'm innovative

Niggas pretend to hate it, influence you niggas favourite

You stupid believe in different, authentic you lack the stitching

Sitting when it's game time, snitching when you face time

What's wrong with you niggas?

See I was brought up where that talking gets you shot up at apartments

Where the bitch that set you up had told you meet her just that morning

Just a warning, my performance astounding

Everybody want something, get these niggas from 'round me

Tryna climb skyscrapers

Life is but a dream but is never what it seems

So I never leave my weapon at the house

Rather spend time sitting behind bars than in a grave

I'm getting paid trying to change from my sinning ways

Working on my thousandth time telling you sorry

Walking around pretending it ain't affect me

But nothing was further from the truth

Least I'm trying to re-coop

Just blame it on the youth

No matter what you feel or seen I was in it too

Probably more than you would ever believe

You gave me something I would never receive again

We probably won't be again

But, would you expect it though?

I'm just the nigga, that I promised you I was

When you swore that I was better

Was in it through the weather storm

Just was better moving on

There was a time I thought that I would never think about you again

You was the best friend a nigga could have

I used to call you when I thought that I would die that day

And you would calm me down and I would make my way

You probably should have stayed

It just wasn't your place

I thought about you today