Thinking Hours
(No one, no-no one gets the prize) yeah, ayy
I just woke up, my whole city cryin'
Every 60 seconds, they blowin' up my line (ring)
I ain't speakin' on shit that ain't no business of mine
And I ain't got the time (so I ain't even tryin')
This the city of Memphis, this the city of kings
I got faith in the city, Martin died for the dream
When you jump in these streets, you gotta know what that mean
That's why I don't leave the house without a switch and a beam
If I'm a hundred percent honest, I'm a lil' disappointed (I am)
With allegations and rumors like you niggas wanted (me?)
Me behind bars, not in these foreign cars (for real)
I ain't on that petty shit, nigga, I'm creatin' stars
Who brought you Birthday Bash (me) with yo' favorite stars? (Me)
Who the first nigga jumpin' out yo' favorite cars? (Gotti)
North Memphis trappin'-ass nigga (nigga)
And I ain't never let 'em play me like these rappin'-ass niggas
Never been no ass-kisser (never), Gotti a hater, oh, I'm the last nigga
So the street honorin' lies, I wash my hands with 'em
Nigga, I put on for this city without a flaw on my name
And dealt with everything that came with it
I put plagues on the wall, I put niggas on Billboard
I done lived a life these niggas would kill for
I was feedin' the babies, puttin' niggas through school
Turned trappers to execs, now they in boardrooms
Nigga, I changed the future, never joined a gang, stayed neutral
I ain't pocket watchin' niggas, if you winnin', I salute you
Maybe I'm too big for niggas to understand (to understand)
Or maybe I'm too real, and I don't understand
Got a question for my city, is you proud of me or not? (Is you?)
Soccer team owner, I used to get it out the pot
At 20 dollars a pop, in Ridgecrest sellin' rocks
Now I just broke ground to build a condo down on Popular
With Gotti in the driver seat, they know nobody stoppin' us
Again, why would I be hatin'? Nobody hot as us
Do you know what I'm worth? Do you know what I own?
You can check my investments, you can Google my home
And I don't say I'm a king 'cause I sit on a throne
Nigga, I say I'm a king 'cause I stand on my own
I provide for my people, me and my niggas are equal
I put on for my city, but
(No one gets the prize)
(No one, no one, no one)
I just woke up, my whole city cryin'
Every 60 seconds, they blowin' up my line (ring)
I ain't speakin' on shit that ain't no business of mine
And I ain't got the time (so I ain't even tryin')
This the city of Memphis, this the city of kings
I got faith in the city, Martin died for the dream
When you jump in these streets, you gotta know what that mean
That's why I don't leave the house without a switch and a beam
If I'm a hundred percent honest, I'm a lil' disappointed (I am)
With allegations and rumors like you niggas wanted (me?)
Me behind bars, not in these foreign cars (for real)
I ain't on that petty shit, nigga, I'm creatin' stars
Who brought you Birthday Bash (me) with yo' favorite stars? (Me)
Who the first nigga jumpin' out yo' favorite cars? (Gotti)
North Memphis trappin'-ass nigga (nigga)
And I ain't never let 'em play me like these rappin'-ass niggas
Never been no ass-kisser (never), Gotti a hater, oh, I'm the last nigga
So the street honorin' lies, I wash my hands with 'em
Nigga, I put on for this city without a flaw on my name
And dealt with everything that came with it
I put plagues on the wall, I put niggas on Billboard
I done lived a life these niggas would kill for
I was feedin' the babies, puttin' niggas through school
Turned trappers to execs, now they in boardrooms
Nigga, I changed the future, never joined a gang, stayed neutral
I ain't pocket watchin' niggas, if you winnin', I salute you
Maybe I'm too big for niggas to understand (to understand)
Or maybe I'm too real, and I don't understand
Got a question for my city, is you proud of me or not? (Is you?)
Soccer team owner, I used to get it out the pot
At 20 dollars a pop, in Ridgecrest sellin' rocks
Now I just broke ground to build a condo down on Popular
With Gotti in the driver seat, they know nobody stoppin' us
Again, why would I be hatin'? Nobody hot as us
Do you know what I'm worth? Do you know what I own?
You can check my investments, you can Google my home
And I don't say I'm a king 'cause I sit on a throne
Nigga, I say I'm a king 'cause I stand on my own
I provide for my people, me and my niggas are equal
I put on for my city, but
(No one gets the prize)
(No one, no one, no one)
Credits
Writer(s): Nickolas Ashford, Valerie Simpson, Mario Mims, Tarik Azzouz, Nicholas Warwar
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