Thinking Out Loud

I don't be rapping I be thinking Out loud
I just say whats on my mind I Been this way since a child
Had to hustle off the muscle got This shit from the ground
Got creative with this shit I had To figure it out
I don't be rapping I be thinking Out loud
I just say whats on my mind I Been this way since a child
Had to hustle off the muscle got This shit from the ground
Got creative with this shit I had To figure it out

Let my brody out them cages Yeah I miss him dog
I came a long way from cutting in the kitchen dog
If ya daddy pay ya rent then I Cant listen dog
You get it on your own the shit Just hit a little different dog
Only talking if its commas in the Conversation
If you want the bag then chase it Why the contemplation
I don't keep no leaches round me I don't got the patience
Jealousy and hatred is a filthy Fucking combination
I told my partners that we're Straight to the top
Isa sticking by my side it feel like Jada and Pac
How you claiming you is a P but You be chasing these thots
But thats your business not mine
I just be chasing the guap for real
I swear to god that I was built for This shit
I know people in the hills know How it feel to be rich
And I got homies from the trap That would kill for this shit
So even when I'm out the way My head be still in the mix
You feel me

I don't be rapping I be thinking Out loud
I just say whats on my mind I Been this way since a child
Had to hustle off the muscle got This shit from the ground
Got creative with this shit I had To figure it out
I don't be rapping I be thinking Out loud
I just say whats on my mind I Been this way since a child
Had to hustle off the muscle got This shit from the ground
Got creative with this shit I had To figure it out

Roll the gas up in the palms I'm Trying to drop the woods
I been grinding all my life just How I fucking should
I need a whip to see the trunk You got to pop the hood
I need a baby look like Nia Long Or look like Megan Good
And Ima get it its a matter of Time
Making something out of Nothing just a matter of grind
I get ya bitch up out her panties In a matter of lines so just to Make sure that its real I make Her tat her behind
Im kidding
But its my season like Im balling In the playoffs
Been working non stop and I Ain't take a fucking day off
I was born to be a boss I don't Worry bout no layoffs
The week shit falling off and Ima Make sure that it stay off
I been feeling like I'm popping
I ain't even popping yet
Cuz I got people in my phone Like is ya album dropping yet
Shawty wanna come around she Heard I'm all about a check
Must be the Louis on my belt of Diamonds dancing on my neck
Aye

I don't be rapping I be thinking Out loud
I just say whats on my mind I Been this way since a child
Had to hustle off the muscle got This shit from the ground
Got creative with this shit I had To figure it out
I don't be rapping I be thinking Out loud
I just say whats on my mind I Been this way since a child
Had to hustle off the muscle got This shit from the ground
Got creative with this shit I had To figure it out



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Writer(s): Alejandro Lee-perez
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