Caught Up In My Thoughts lyrics

[Intro]
Pipe that sh*t up, TnT
TJ Produced It
This for my n*ggas in that prison steady calling on the jail phone
You know I ain't rap about my life in a lil' minute so listen
(I just wanna say I love you)

[Chorus]
Look, since I been up, it been hard to tell who really my friend
Like, who gon' hold it down 'til the end?
Who can I call to vent?
Don't ever want mama, mama to go through pain 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, n*gga? Now and then, I knew it's a sin
I'm sipping codeine and I can't seem to stop
I'm wit' the same ass n*ggas from the 'partments, the projects

[Verse 1]
I pulled up 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 'bout 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 take edibles
My cousin crossed me, I took that to the chin
Thinking about Leaky 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'on't want no strife, I'm servin' white feelin' just like I'm Pablo
Sittin' in that cell with nobody, I know you sleeping prolly
R.I.P. Quahfee, wanna tell you I’m sorry
You supposed to be with me now skirting off in this Rari
[Chorus]
Look, since I been up, it been hard to tell who really my friend
Like, who gon' hold it down 'til the end?
Who can I call to vent?
Don't ever want mama, mama to go through pain 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, n*gga? Now and then, I knew it's a sin
I'm sipping codeine and I can't seem to stop
I'm wit' the same ass n*ggas from the 'partments, the projects

[Verse 2]
The strangest things will make 'em hate, like why they envy, yeah, yeah
Better change your mans if you uppin' and a n*gga don't ask, yeah
Better change the plans, f*ck a Maybach I want that Bentley truck, yeah, yeah
I-95 I went Hellcat, better picked them hair weaves up
Bought some new shoes and stepped in mud
You facing two words from the judge
I look around they switchin' up
When they fell down and couldn't get up
I picked 'em up when they was struggling
I don't give a f*ck 'bout all that cousin sh*t
Married to the streets, some wife and husband sh*t
I'm tryna put together puzzles
Like how the f*ck I lose because of this
What would 2Pac say about the struggle
This who I spray because it's governments
Call me lil' QPac, f*ck the politics
I know that Joe Dirt taught us how to fall in love wit' a project b*tch
Always been on some project sh*t
n*ggas don't even project winning
[Bridge]
Ayy, I'm stayin' down I'm tryna run up a M
Walk in the building like the picture, I'm him
These n*ggas 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

[Chorus]
Look, since I been up, it been hard to tell who really my friend
Like, who gon' hold it down 'til the end?
Who can I call to vent?
Don't ever want mama, mama to go through pain 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, n*gga? Now and then, I knew it's a sin
I'm sipping codeine and I can't seem to stop
I'm wit' the same ass n*ggas from the 'partments, the projects

[Outro]
I gotta tell them n*ggas this, ayy
This for my n*ggas in them prisons steady calling through the jail phone
Ayy, ayy
Q-R-N
This for my n*ggas on Carl Griffin steady calling through the jail phone
Quando Rondo, n*gga