Thinking

[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