Thinking Out Loud
Lyrics
They can't label me a fake cause they never real themselves
pressure behind me I swear that love gon get me killed
I put these plates in my armor vest I'm diving inside that field
holding hands with the devil I'm surprised on how that felt
And They can't label me a fake cause they never real themselves
pressure behind me I swear that love gon get me killed
I put these plates in my armor vest I'm diving inside that field
holding hands with the devil I'm surprised on how that felt
15 fucking a older bitch
Driving her like a stolen whip
Cops behind me they ain't notice shit oh yaaa
I Pray to sunny that we getting rich
Blind to see the end of this
Godly gift gotta finish em
They wasn't there for me on my darkest days
Mom in jail and pops was late
Money ain't change cuz the clouds still grey
Smell the envy fuck them lames
All I do is feed off hate
Take a flight I need a break
Send some money behind them walls to make sure all my hittas straight
They wasn't there for me I ain't there for them
Ballin like I'm made to win
No Ballin like I made the gym
And Dunking on these hoes like Tim
Fuck it if they warning him
Let's have his momma mourning him
Caskets and teddy bears and portraits
Hoping he's born again
I bored of her
She can't even suck a dick the right way
I been balling like I'm D Wade
Fuck a nigga he say she say
I just hope god take the wheel and just crash me up on this free way
No my time no I shine but I'm right
They can't label me a fake cause they never real themselves
pressure behind me I swear that love gon get me killed
I put these plates in my armor vest I'm diving inside that field
holding hands with the devil I'm surprised on how that felt
They can't label me a fake cause they never real themselves
pressure behind me I swear that love gon get me killed
I put these plates in my armor vest I'm diving inside that field
holding hands with the devil I'm surprised on how that felt
And I was 15 fucking a older bitch
Drive her like a stolen whip
Cops behind me they ain't notice shit oh ya
I pray to sunny that we getting rich
Blind to see the end of this
Godly gift gotta finish em oh ya
They can't label me a fake cause they never real themselves
pressure behind me I swear that love gon get me killed
I put these plates in my armor vest I'm diving inside that field
holding hands with the devil I'm surprised on how that felt
And They can't label me a fake cause they never real themselves
pressure behind me I swear that love gon get me killed
I put these plates in my armor vest I'm diving inside that field
holding hands with the devil I'm surprised on how that felt
15 fucking a older bitch
Driving her like a stolen whip
Cops behind me they ain't notice shit oh yaaa
I Pray to sunny that we getting rich
Blind to see the end of this
Godly gift gotta finish em
They wasn't there for me on my darkest days
Mom in jail and pops was late
Money ain't change cuz the clouds still grey
Smell the envy fuck them lames
All I do is feed off hate
Take a flight I need a break
Send some money behind them walls to make sure all my hittas straight
They wasn't there for me I ain't there for them
Ballin like I'm made to win
No Ballin like I made the gym
And Dunking on these hoes like Tim
Fuck it if they warning him
Let's have his momma mourning him
Caskets and teddy bears and portraits
Hoping he's born again
I bored of her
She can't even suck a dick the right way
I been balling like I'm D Wade
Fuck a nigga he say she say
I just hope god take the wheel and just crash me up on this free way
No my time no I shine but I'm right
They can't label me a fake cause they never real themselves
pressure behind me I swear that love gon get me killed
I put these plates in my armor vest I'm diving inside that field
holding hands with the devil I'm surprised on how that felt
They can't label me a fake cause they never real themselves
pressure behind me I swear that love gon get me killed
I put these plates in my armor vest I'm diving inside that field
holding hands with the devil I'm surprised on how that felt
And I was 15 fucking a older bitch
Drive her like a stolen whip
Cops behind me they ain't notice shit oh ya
I pray to sunny that we getting rich
Blind to see the end of this
Godly gift gotta finish em oh ya
Writer(s): Paul Bonfiglio
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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