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Alex Gamble - Intro Open Thoughts Lyrics

(Intro) Open Thoughts Lyrics[Intro]
Ayy, man, I'm on some new money type timin'
New cars, new cribs, new J
You know what I mean?
Time to open up some new chapters
First quarter type timin'
All the real street niggas around the world know what I'm talkin' 'bout
(I love you, Vega)

[Verse 1]
Dope-boy fresh, white tee, both pockets swole (Dope-boy fresh)
I'ma be here all day 'til everything sold (All day)
Make a million out this shit, trap nigga goals (Make a million)
Bro call my phone every day, he still up the road (He up the road)
Ain't gotta talk about the papеr, send it every timе (Every time)
If I got it on me, I'ma spend it, nigga, every dime (Every dime)
I ain't do it for myself, we gon' all shine (We gon' all shine)
Three hundred on the way and they all mine (Three hundred)
I made a killin' off my phone, I say that every time (I say that every time)
Trap niggas singin' word for word, they know every line (They know every line)
You won't see her ridin' with me if she ain't a dime (She ain't a dime)
Chanel bag, Louis trainers, I bought her every kind
Stash another hundred and it's right back to the trap (Another hundred)
You ain't tryna spend no money, tell me why you bring it out? (No money)
Ain't nothin' bigger than this shit, say that shit in all caps (Ain't nothin' bigger)
Every time I book a show, they gon' close all the traps

[Chorus]
Nigga, this shit goin' on (This shit goin' on)
Get a fresh load every week, all of 'em gone (Every week)
Tryna move a real truckload, this ain't for a song (This ain't for a song)
In that trap all week, nigga, I get it on
Tryna move a real truckload, this ain't for a song (A real truckload)
In that trap all week, nigga, I get it on (Nigga, I get it on)
Tryna move a real truckload, this ain't for a song (This ain't for a song)
In that trap all week, nigga, I get it on

[Interlude]
I don't think niggas understandin' what I mean by
Like, move a real truckload (Move a real truckload)
I ain't talkin' 'bout no twenty, thirty bags (Thirty bags)
I'm talkin' 'bout three, four hundred of these bitches (Four hundred of these)
Been in this bitch sittin' up for hours
I can sit and count this paper all day 'cause I took a risk for it (Took a risk for it)
You ain't never got on that road and risked your life, you might not understand what I'm sayin' (Might not understand what I'm sayin')
You ain't never sat inside a trap all night, you might not understand what I'm sayin'
If you ain't went broke tryna scratch back, then you might not understand what I'm sayin'
I risked my life to get this paper (Get this paper)
Why these niggas playin'? (Why these niggas playin'?)

[Verse 2]
Every time a tab came, nigga, I paid for it (Nigga, I paid for it)
I'll never leave this shit alone, I was made for it (I was made for it)
Gotta get my mama off her feet, I watched her slave for it (Yeah, I got to)
I know where I come from, so I know where I'm goin' (I know where I'm goin')
From standin' on that block (Same block)
Sandwich bags, a new scale, and I keep a Glock (Yeah, a new scale)
Bro keep talkin' 'bout the business, that's what got him shot (That got him shot)
Invest it all in the bags and never touch a pot (In the bags)
First nigga out my hood came plain jane (The first one)
Nigga, I been known for gettin' off, I'm on that same thing (I'm gettin' off)
Niggas ridin' with a rat, look how the game change (Look at 'em)
Gave my nigga a million-dollar bond, it's fuckin' with his brain
Nigga, but I'm gon' get him out (Gon' get him out)
I don't give a damn about the rap, I'll go bleed the trap (I don't care)
Nigga, but I'm gon' get him out
I don't give a damn about the rap, I'll go bleed the trap

[Outro]
I don't give a damn about the rap, I was good before it
All the trappers in my city already know it
Got a bag on me right now, I ain't scared to blow it
Around this time next year, they'll see me on the board