Thinking

Lyrics

[Intro] I been thinking bout a lotta shit lately On god, thinking bout a lotta shit lately [Chrous] I been thinking bout a lotta shit lately And she goin drive me crazy Counting up cash on the daily Risking my life when I'm seeing her [?] These niggas really be shady I'm telling momma I made it I'm rocking nothing but the latest Christian Dior, that Dolce Gabbana I rock Saint Laurent when I wanna I used to trap on the corner [?] on my block 'til the morning All them things done changed Sipping lean in my own lane I speak and they feeling my pain I make em remember my name [Verse 1] Top floor niggas in the penthouse now Chilling at the top and we ain't never coming down Roll another Backwood, smoking up a pound Right back to the money and we fucking up a [?] Silence the gun and it won't make a sound Niggas ain't really nothing but clowns Spot em in public we gunning them down Die bout this [?] I'mma jump in the ground I'm just easing my pain [?] I cannot change (I'm just easing my pain) Lay back, reclining Smoking bitch gotta give brain Damn, Duke he done made him a name You know I'm bringing the game Ya'll niggas wild and can't tame Real niggas love that I'm famous [Chrous] I been thinking bout a lotta shit lately And she goin drive me crazy Counting up cash on the daily Risking my life when I'm seeing her [?] These niggas really be shady I'm telling momma I made it I'm rocking nothing but the latest Christian Dior, that Dolce Gabbana I rock Saint Laurent when I wanna I used to trap on the corner [?] on my block 'til the morning All them things done changed Sipping lean in my own lane I speak and they feeling my pain I make em remember my name [Verse 2] Smoking on nothing but the strongest I've been grinding but gotta stay focused Been in the game for the longest Seeming like these niggas bogus You know I'm goin shine like a trophy These niggas act like they know me Boy you know you cannot hoe me Put the stick in his face and its loaded You not gonna shoot it, why the fuck do you tote it? (why?) Pockets they looking like boulders Bad bitches all on my shoulders Back seat, I'm riding with a chauffer You know I got [?] so I'm riding with the toaster I need a check for my focus You calling me on your mobile We just don't show no emotion [Chrous] I been thinking bout a lotta shit lately And she goin drive me crazy Counting up cash on the daily Risking my life when I'm seeing her [?] These niggas really be shady I'm telling momma I made it I'm rocking nothing but the latest Christian Dior, that Dolce Gabbana I rock Saint Laurent when I wanna I used to trap on the corner [?] on my block 'til the morning All them things done changed Sipping lean in my own lane I speak and they feeling my pain I make em remember my name [Outro] I been thinking bout a lotta shit lately On god, lately I been thinking bout a lotta shit lately On god