[Intro]

Yeah!

I don't even know how many bars this is

[Verse 1]

I'm treating this years flows like zeros

Cause they coming before every one, doing better then I ever done

Red rum on drums, I'm sippin Henny, blowin smoke out my lungs

They say tomorrow never comes, so I'm focused on the present like a kid at Christmas

Camden Afghanistan, yeah the shits that vicious

Niggas hustle non stop, dodging state prop

Not the ones that was signed by the roc, I mean the cops

Poppin niggas on set blocks, he was just tryna cop

A nickle bag of pot, looked suspicious so they took shots

This shit is wicked in these mean streets

State police, makin it hard for my niggas to eat

Niggas diciest over bullshit, when will it cease

Marked by the beast, I'm on the field parked in a jeep

Sparking a leaf, with my young'n told him talkin is cheap

And ya words paint a picture, so just watch what you speak

It's a chance you can survive but, not if you weak

I swear to god it's like a body getting dropped every week

Got me filling out applications, to cop me a piece

To carry round legally, incase a shot is released

I'm bussin back, fuck that, you ain't leavin me murked

Plus I rather be in a cell, for I be in the dirt

Y'all niggas can go to hell, squeeze 3 in ya shirt

Before they can retire me, I'll put a lawyer to work, what

[Hook]

Scattered thoughts, scattered thoughts (scattered thoughts)

Scattered thoughts of intelligent thug niggas (thug niggas) (2x)

Scattered thoughts of intelligent thug niggas (thug niggas)

Scattered thoughts, scattered thoughts, scattered thoughts of intelligent thug niggas (thug niggas)

[Verse 2]

The sons of Yacub, wanna collide wit my crew

Tryna confuse, the masses and put lies in the truth

Taking from us what the can, like the flies on a fruit

I feel it's my responsibility to rise up the youth

Light-years ahead of my peers, I'm on another level

And with that, I ain't talkin bout rap, another level

From my understanding, knowledge is power

But in the streets, it's all about the dollars

And we gotta get ours, Spanish Mami got a cousin with connections on powder

Told them I'mma see my peoples, and get back in a hour

Shit is real in the field, niggas scheming to jukes

Thieves and crooks, tryna get they cheese of the books

These niggas shook, me I'm just prepared for whatever

And I ain't tryna see no tears on Loretta, so I'm strapped

And if I'm not, you know my cousin got the gat

And he never hesitate, to lay a nigga up on his back

[Hook]

Scattered thoughts, scattered thoughts (scattered thoughts)

Scattered thoughts of intelligent thug niggas (thug niggas) (2x)

Scattered thoughts of intelligent thug niggas (thug niggas)

Scattered thoughts, scattered thoughts, scattered thoughts of intelligent thug niggas (thug niggas)