Kur - Chynnas Thoughts lyrics

[Verse 1:] This scary as f** now Use to brush him off now I let it play out Every other instance its a chopper and I'm spraying out Getting chase by coppers, til the cops'll come and lay me out What the f** is happening, why they after me Checking every toe tag, praying every bag is me Actually, these my fathers situations and my brothers And my n***as and my lovers conversations Cause everybody knows when a n***a come out With a fresh new tant not a scratch or a dent That the cops gonna lurk, cause it don't make sense I got a Crown Vic and this n***a got a benz Plus he got a Crown Vic and its sitting on rims Imma pretend that it's a threat and violation While I walk up to the vehicle and make a [?] Like a bundle in the states through a brick in the sticks He walk up to the window, oh sit it's a b**h I'm looking through the n***a, I'm not even saying sh** Anticipating movements [?] Not sure what the f** this cop think this f**ing is Excuse my vulgar language, had to get it out the vengeance Because at the time it took like all of me to be professional Flying in the national, returning to a rational Simple motherf**ers cause they f**ing badges go Naah naah bro, naah naah bro I handle, I handle Naah naah bro, naah naah bro I handle, I handle You not the, you not the Only one, only one Who gotta, who gotta [?]