THINKING OUT LOUD

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, Woods, light that shit up (Woo-ha) [Chorus] I stay in my head You wanna be rich, what you gon' do for that bread? Fuck these niggas and fuck what they talkin' I'm a baby shark, I'm surrounded by bosses Bitch, don't let me get hungry, I'm killin' all you dolphins When you step in my presence, you're steppin' in with caution Step, nigga, step if you're gonna Family time, lil' ho, I just came back from Florida Niggas ain't give a shit but they act like they know us My bitch hotter than yours, I fuck her on the tour bus My life don't feel real 'cause this shit way too glorious I had to be the one 'cause this shit wasn't made for us [Verse 1] Talk to the hand while I talk to my banker She wanna get lit but I'm really not a drinker Not a chance, girl, I will not go save her Hope we get the chance to laugh about this later [Bridge] 'Cause you really fucked up 'Cause you really fucked up right now And I hope you havin' fun right now 'Cause you not in the morning, ayy [Verse 2] Walk through lookin' important, ayy Ball on niggas like Jordan, ayy Fuck on that hoe when she horny, ayy I'm tryna swerve in a Porsche, ayy Countin' shit up like a dork I can't fuck on her, mission abort, ayy Fuck it, I'm coppin' Dior You play with this shit, we got choppers galore Smokin' on gas 'til the pain is gone Why won't they leave me alone? I will not do you no harm I put that bread in your dome Niggas ain't give a shit but they act like they know us We do what we want, they cannot control us She wanna move too fast (Told that lil' hoe hold up) You niggas want that clout but I'm just tryna grow up Bitch better act her age or she gettin' kicked out the door Out the door, that's just how life goes (I'm on some shit like) [Chorus] I stay in my head You wanna be rich, what you gon' do for that bread? Fuck these niggas and fuck what they talkin' I'm a baby shark, I'm surrounded by bosses Bitch, don't let me get hungry, I'm killin' all you dolphins When you step in my presence, you're steppin' in with caution Step, nigga, step if you're gonna Family time, lil' ho, I just came back from Florida Niggas ain't give a shit but they act like they know us My bitch hotter than yours, I fuck her on the tour bus My life don't feel real 'cause this shit way too glorious I had to be the one 'cause this shit wasn't made for us