Can't Think Straight Lyrics

Lot on my mind can't think straight

I do it right no mistake

Ice on your wrist that shit fake

I gotta date show up late

Look to the past and I smile

Time to myself I spend it for a while

They say I'm shitty then hop on my style

Not in the circle cause I'm in exile

Tell me what's with the commotion

Hop on the beat and I'm smooth like some lotion

Sippin' this drink think it's some kinda potion

Ridin' my wave you get thrown in the ocean

Kentaro Miura how I go berserk

Glock on my waist when I lift up my shirt

I'm always grindin' I put in the work

Life is a garden I came from the dirt

Swingin' from the ropes like my name Dick Grayson

Never show my face gotta mask like Jason

Shorty gotta wagon I ain't talkin bout station

Tell me will I ever catch what I'm chasin'?

I gotta darkside like Planet Apokolips

No daily planet but I'm in Metropolis

I'm makin money don't care what the product is

Buy out your business and I turn you profitless

Lot on my mind can't think straight

I do it right no mistake

Ice on your wrist that shit fake

I gotta date show up late

Look to the past and I smile

Time to myself I spend it for a while

They say I'm shitty then hop on my style

Not in the circle cause I'm in exile

I'm always looking for the deeper meaning

Head in the clouds but I don't think I'm dreaming

Look on my face you would think that I'm scheming

I'm full of qualities none worth redeeming

I hate moving on it takes too much time

"It could be worse," that's my favorite line

Seasons will change one day I'll be fine

I'll reach the top of this hill that I climb

Been making promises I'll never keep

No wonder why I can't get any sleep

Visions of you when I try countin' sheep

I'd say I miss you but I know that's cheap

I'm impatient and I'm bad at waiting

I'm a problem and there's no mistaking

Argue with me cause you love debating

Deep inside I know my heart is breaking

Lot on my mind can't think straight

I do it right no mistake

Ice on your wrist that shit fake

I gotta date show up late

Look to the past and I smile

Time to myself I spend it for a while

They say I'm shitty then hop on my style

Not in the circle cause I'm in exile

Lot on my mind can't think straight

I do it right no mistake

Ice on your wrist that shit fake

I gotta date show up late

Look to the past and I smile

Time to myself I spend it for a while

They say I'm shitty then hop on my style

Not in the circle cause I'm in exile