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Lil $tunna - Thinking Out Loud Lyrics



Lil $tunna - Thinking Out Loud Lyrics
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I'm really getting tired of the gossip if it ain't 'bout me or money change the topic
They told me money change everybody I know I ain't feel the same when I got it
And this shit ain't been the same with the profit some days it feel like it's change in my pocket
But if I can't make a play I run an option you gotta have different ways to get a dollar
And if I ain't f*cking with 'em Ion talk about 'em
Shit dead, ain't finna argue 'bout it
Bitch say it, already heard all about it
Get straight to the point it ain't no way around it
Told that lil' boy don't come outside
Treat 'em like my kid he grounded
I told them niggas the world was mine
They thought this shit was ours
Pulled a knife up out my back but I got scars across my chest
I know love can get me killed I know betrayal come from friends
They know I'm loyal to a fault see how that played out in the end
That nigga flaw so he gone make his move before I show my hand
Keep it real, tell yo dog he wrong don't let that slide again
Niggas never use they head til' all that bullshit hit the fan
You can't see it how I see it I'm gone help you understand
Separate myself from everybody like f*ck who think I'm playing
You need 20 I got 10
You need 50 nigga got a hundred
I need business partners not friends
We go to war with niggas 'bout money
Won't let my shooters kill over petty shit cause nigga half the time I ain't stuntin' it
You gotta glock on you with a button, if you get caught might as well up it
Put my own career on the back burner cause another nigga had asked me
I was a young nigga tryna be too real my mama shoulda came and slapped me
F*ck I look like going backwards?
Is you a thug nigga or a rapper?
You sold a million records or you trapping
You really killing niggas or you acting?
That's what the streets wanna know but that's the same shit the feds asking
Niggas use to die for telling on a nigga now they be like "but he got talent"
What went wrong what the f*ck happened?
Damn, this shit tragic
And we ain't cut from the same cloth I'm a Louis rag you a napkin nigga
My sadness done turned into anger
Some of my brothers done turned into strangers
I'm tryna see why I still gotta say it even if I wasn't armed nigga I'm dangerous
Only I know what I'm really gone do so when this shit get heated I'm praying to God
One song away from me being a star if that money too dirty they spray at yo car
Stay true to self and just be who you are
I'm praying that I make it far
I know my role and I'm playing my part
You think it's a joke til' they pulling yo card my nigga
I'm from the jungle for real, so Ion move when I see a snake in my yard
I got a glock on me right now and I got another glock in the car
I'm in the city nigga right now but I might be out of town by tomorrow
I'm tryna catch a nigga out of bounds like he ain't know what he doing with the ball
I'm the type of nigga gotta order shit I ain't even shopping at the mall
I'm a real nigga I ain't block yo number I just don't answer when you call
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I'm really getting tired of the gossip if it ain't 'bout me or money change the topic
They told me money change everybody I know I ain't feel the same when I got it
And this shit ain't been the same with the profit some days it feel like it's change in my pocket
But if I can't make a play I run an option you gotta have different ways to get a dollar
And if I ain't f*cking with 'em Ion talk about 'em
Shit dead, ain't finna argue 'bout it
Bitch say it, already heard all about it
Get straight to the point it ain't no way around it
Told that lil' boy don't come outside
Treat 'em like my kid he grounded
I told them niggas the world was mine
They thought this shit was ours
Pulled a knife up out my back but I got scars across my chest
I know love can get me killed I know betrayal come from friends
They know I'm loyal to a fault see how that played out in the end
That nigga flaw so he gone make his move before I show my hand
Keep it real, tell yo dog he wrong don't let that slide again
Niggas never use they head til' all that bullshit hit the fan
You can't see it how I see it I'm gone help you understand
Separate myself from everybody like f*ck who think I'm playing
You need 20 I got 10
You need 50 nigga got a hundred
I need business partners not friends
We go to war with niggas 'bout money
Won't let my shooters kill over petty shit cause nigga half the time I ain't stuntin' it
You gotta glock on you with a button, if you get caught might as well up it
Put my own career on the back burner cause another nigga had asked me
I was a young nigga tryna be too real my mama shoulda came and slapped me
F*ck I look like going backwards?
Is you a thug nigga or a rapper?
You sold a million records or you trapping
You really killing niggas or you acting?
That's what the streets wanna know but that's the same shit the feds asking
Niggas use to die for telling on a nigga now they be like "but he got talent"
What went wrong what the f*ck happened?
Damn, this shit tragic
And we ain't cut from the same cloth I'm a Louis rag you a napkin nigga
My sadness done turned into anger
Some of my brothers done turned into strangers
I'm tryna see why I still gotta say it even if I wasn't armed nigga I'm dangerous
Only I know what I'm really gone do so when this shit get heated I'm praying to God
One song away from me being a star if that money too dirty they spray at yo car
Stay true to self and just be who you are
I'm praying that I make it far
I know my role and I'm playing my part
You think it's a joke til' they pulling yo card my nigga
I'm from the jungle for real, so Ion move when I see a snake in my yard
I got a glock on me right now and I got another glock in the car
I'm in the city nigga right now but I might be out of town by tomorrow
I'm tryna catch a nigga out of bounds like he ain't know what he doing with the ball
I'm the type of nigga gotta order shit I ain't even shopping at the mall
I'm a real nigga I ain't block yo number I just don't answer when you call
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Writer: Joshua Calico
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Performed By: Lil $tunna
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Joshua Calico
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