Thnkn
Why do I feel this way?
Thinking about you every day
I'm thinking about what you thinking about, what you thinking about?
I shook the wrong hands and watch my happiness just sprinkle out
And shit get real crazy in my house, word to mom, son
Focusing is hard, I guess I really am my mom's son
All my days are long
Once I'm blunted, I start thinking
Once I'm thinking, I start thinking
I'm so fucking tired of thinking, what you thinking?
Why do I feel this way?
Thinking about you every day
So what I'm thinking, I'm thinking that I should stop
I'm downing Jack and Coke, Jack and Coke, drink it for the pop
I put it down, it's just another fucking rap I gotta kill
I feel like Danny Brown, I got a couple gaps that I should fill
I hate you rap fans, compliment you backhand
I bit 'em once. I fathered me some bitter sons
You want respect? Get you some
Shotty with the pistol pump, itching for the gripping
Overheat the fans, boy, we glitching up the system
Why do I feel this way?
Thinking about you every day
I never fucked with y'all, you got a lot of vibes to kill
When I cut half of all you off, I became twice as chill
My music twice as ill, my rhymes ignite a fighter's will
I fall sometimes and cry, but deep inside I know I'll climb this hill
One day I'll die, until then, I will find my thrills behind this mic
And rest less mind with both eyes closed behind the wheel, uh
Make you wanna pull the fucking mic out and then write a will
You suckers might claim that you high on life, but then you bite the bill
My appeal is the fire not concealed
I'm a riot shield, got a lot of time to kill
Ride and die, ya feel?
Might just go and rhyme with Bill
Microphones and hotmail
I am not a fraud or a God, homie, I am real
Posted on the throne, these jesters ask me how the feel
Searching for some clues all these dudes hoping that I reveal
I am getting higher still, smoking on the grass
I am Tyson, real talk
One thing though is I won't kneel
- Hey! You've gotta try Rini's cookies, they're fantastic!
- You're right, they are good!
- This just proves that things that look bad can be very sweet!
- You see? I told ya!
Thinking about you every day
I'm thinking about what you thinking about, what you thinking about?
I shook the wrong hands and watch my happiness just sprinkle out
And shit get real crazy in my house, word to mom, son
Focusing is hard, I guess I really am my mom's son
All my days are long
Once I'm blunted, I start thinking
Once I'm thinking, I start thinking
I'm so fucking tired of thinking, what you thinking?
Why do I feel this way?
Thinking about you every day
So what I'm thinking, I'm thinking that I should stop
I'm downing Jack and Coke, Jack and Coke, drink it for the pop
I put it down, it's just another fucking rap I gotta kill
I feel like Danny Brown, I got a couple gaps that I should fill
I hate you rap fans, compliment you backhand
I bit 'em once. I fathered me some bitter sons
You want respect? Get you some
Shotty with the pistol pump, itching for the gripping
Overheat the fans, boy, we glitching up the system
Why do I feel this way?
Thinking about you every day
I never fucked with y'all, you got a lot of vibes to kill
When I cut half of all you off, I became twice as chill
My music twice as ill, my rhymes ignite a fighter's will
I fall sometimes and cry, but deep inside I know I'll climb this hill
One day I'll die, until then, I will find my thrills behind this mic
And rest less mind with both eyes closed behind the wheel, uh
Make you wanna pull the fucking mic out and then write a will
You suckers might claim that you high on life, but then you bite the bill
My appeal is the fire not concealed
I'm a riot shield, got a lot of time to kill
Ride and die, ya feel?
Might just go and rhyme with Bill
Microphones and hotmail
I am not a fraud or a God, homie, I am real
Posted on the throne, these jesters ask me how the feel
Searching for some clues all these dudes hoping that I reveal
I am getting higher still, smoking on the grass
I am Tyson, real talk
One thing though is I won't kneel
- Hey! You've gotta try Rini's cookies, they're fantastic!
- You're right, they are good!
- This just proves that things that look bad can be very sweet!
- You see? I told ya!
Credits
Writer(s): Dennis Billy Nettles, Ravil Melling
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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