Thinkin' Out Loud
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โฑ๏ธ 2:23 duration
๐ ID: 11039889
๐ Lyrics
(It don't take shit to win but some focus)
(Phew, Hey)
(Meech)
It don't take shit to win but some focus
Yo' mind everywhere else, then you hopeless
Triple double in yo' city like I'm Jokic
Shrooms got me trippin, thought my shadow was a opp approaching
Clutch performer, boy I wouldn't leave me open
I can have ten M's, they wouldn't notice
I can have a dollar to my name, and they wouldn't even know it
'Cause what I learned is whatever's in yo hand, you can't show it
She gon' give your ass the red light, for me, bet she goin'
Heavy on the manifesting, where I'm at, feeling chosen
Was a dime, bought a ass, now she 11 like DeRozan
Pocket full of Nipse, Blue's, 60 shots, catch me rollin'
Floatin, take my pain, then I po' it
Stilla go and get the bag, while it's cold and it's snowin
While it's rain n' while it's sunny, I'ma catch it if they throw it
Why you playin' with my money? I'ma catch you if you owe me
I'ma leave em chili cheese fried, I catch 'em at the corner
Heard you still ain't even seen five, I'm smellin' a jabroni
Rollin' out the bowl bag, you can smell I have it on me
With my twin, you can't tell who's who, Zach and Cody
It all started with a plan in my head
Layin down, starin' at the ceiling, fan in my bed
Took a leap of faith, ain't know where I'll land in the end
Get that boy around me, if he wear a badge, cause he fed
Gotta be ten toes if you gon' stand on my pegs
You ain't know me with the bowl cut, or Stan with the dreads
So much horsepower, sounding like I crashed when I rev
It's a dirty game pressin', I'm like Pat to the Bev
Put his trust in a slut, should get smacked in his head
Ain't no way that they can Hawk us in the Track when we fled
If I get a loaf, brodie getting half of the bread
Roadrunnin up them racks, caught a cramp in my leg
Got my phone in the other room, you know im freestylin'
Cudi cut it with the pills, cause he tend to be violent
If they get me in that room guarantee I-
If they get me in that room guarantee I'll be silent
I wonder, If I wasn't who I was, who really would be with me
If you come to DSM, I know you feelin' really silly
First class, heard you bookin flights that got the hidden six
Stuff the bitch in Cincinnati, send her down to Mississippi
Hidden action, and packed four attatchements, told 'em pistol grip me
If we catch him in that alley, guarantee he gettin' Ricky
If she eat this Perc 10, she gon' give the dick a hickey
We gon' test it out on Doggy Bone, 'cause he a guinea pig
Catch 'em at the G stash and leave 'em in the chip pile
I'm with MJ or Forty if I'm down on 6 mile
If you don't get down, get yo' ass stripped down
Think you keepin' up with us, like, have you seen a fish drown
Shittyboys
(Meech)
(Phew, Hey)
(Meech)
It don't take shit to win but some focus
Yo' mind everywhere else, then you hopeless
Triple double in yo' city like I'm Jokic
Shrooms got me trippin, thought my shadow was a opp approaching
Clutch performer, boy I wouldn't leave me open
I can have ten M's, they wouldn't notice
I can have a dollar to my name, and they wouldn't even know it
'Cause what I learned is whatever's in yo hand, you can't show it
She gon' give your ass the red light, for me, bet she goin'
Heavy on the manifesting, where I'm at, feeling chosen
Was a dime, bought a ass, now she 11 like DeRozan
Pocket full of Nipse, Blue's, 60 shots, catch me rollin'
Floatin, take my pain, then I po' it
Stilla go and get the bag, while it's cold and it's snowin
While it's rain n' while it's sunny, I'ma catch it if they throw it
Why you playin' with my money? I'ma catch you if you owe me
I'ma leave em chili cheese fried, I catch 'em at the corner
Heard you still ain't even seen five, I'm smellin' a jabroni
Rollin' out the bowl bag, you can smell I have it on me
With my twin, you can't tell who's who, Zach and Cody
It all started with a plan in my head
Layin down, starin' at the ceiling, fan in my bed
Took a leap of faith, ain't know where I'll land in the end
Get that boy around me, if he wear a badge, cause he fed
Gotta be ten toes if you gon' stand on my pegs
You ain't know me with the bowl cut, or Stan with the dreads
So much horsepower, sounding like I crashed when I rev
It's a dirty game pressin', I'm like Pat to the Bev
Put his trust in a slut, should get smacked in his head
Ain't no way that they can Hawk us in the Track when we fled
If I get a loaf, brodie getting half of the bread
Roadrunnin up them racks, caught a cramp in my leg
Got my phone in the other room, you know im freestylin'
Cudi cut it with the pills, cause he tend to be violent
If they get me in that room guarantee I-
If they get me in that room guarantee I'll be silent
I wonder, If I wasn't who I was, who really would be with me
If you come to DSM, I know you feelin' really silly
First class, heard you bookin flights that got the hidden six
Stuff the bitch in Cincinnati, send her down to Mississippi
Hidden action, and packed four attatchements, told 'em pistol grip me
If we catch him in that alley, guarantee he gettin' Ricky
If she eat this Perc 10, she gon' give the dick a hickey
We gon' test it out on Doggy Bone, 'cause he a guinea pig
Catch 'em at the G stash and leave 'em in the chip pile
I'm with MJ or Forty if I'm down on 6 mile
If you don't get down, get yo' ass stripped down
Think you keepin' up with us, like, have you seen a fish drown
Shittyboys
(Meech)