"Thinking Out Loud" lyrics
(It some niggas in this world I'll kill or die for)
(It's some niggas on this earth who I wouldn't ride for)
(You better eat or get ate, it's survival)
Ay
It some niggas in this world I'll kill or die for
Its some niggas on this earth who I wouldn't ride for
You better eat or get ate, its survival
My cousin died so I always keep the ralo
You could sleep while you dead, why yo eyes closed?
That second wave always comes with a title
Niggas died for the same shit we cried for
All I see is M&Ms cuz my mind gone
Money, murder, we gon purge 'til we out the trenches
I might kill a nigga I love, so I keep my distance
Gotta see it for myself, I don't trust these bitches
Play crazy, get fucked, that's the game we living
Niggas better watch yo mouth, niggas die for dissing
If that shit ain't paying bills better mind yo business
Bitch I got it out the mud I ain't sign 4 millions
Jumping on the wrong side, that's the side we killing
Ay, that's the side we killing
I've been jumping on the road with my mind on riches
Wonder why these niggas broke, cuz they mind on bitches
Take risks, die trying that's the why we living
Had to see it for myself, nigga god my witness
I be thinking bout the past like the time ain't tickin'
Ay, pour my pain in a cup, purple slime we sippin'
Ay, purple slime we sippin'
Die tryin', brother took his time to the chin, he timeless
I ain't ever settling for crumbs we diamonds
If them niggas acting like they tough, get violent
I ain't ever turning down smoke, we sliding
Ain't nun bigger than the mob, we mobbin'
I'm sorry for the pain that I brought on my momma
Its kill or be killed, die upping that llama, ay
(Die tryin', brother took his time to the chin, he timeless)
(I ain't ever settling for crumbs we diamonds)
(If them niggas acting like they tough, get violent)
(I ain't ever turning down smoke, we sliding)
(Ain't nun bigger than the mob, we mobbin')
(I'm sorry for the pain that I brought on my momma)
(Its kill or be killed, dying upping that llama)
This shits still here, it still is, its still us
Still smoking, still drankin'
Still staying alive, still taken care of
Children, or whatever, still scrap
We just still, we just still
(It's some niggas on this earth who I wouldn't ride for)
(You better eat or get ate, it's survival)
Ay
It some niggas in this world I'll kill or die for
Its some niggas on this earth who I wouldn't ride for
You better eat or get ate, its survival
My cousin died so I always keep the ralo
You could sleep while you dead, why yo eyes closed?
That second wave always comes with a title
Niggas died for the same shit we cried for
All I see is M&Ms cuz my mind gone
Money, murder, we gon purge 'til we out the trenches
I might kill a nigga I love, so I keep my distance
Gotta see it for myself, I don't trust these bitches
Play crazy, get fucked, that's the game we living
Niggas better watch yo mouth, niggas die for dissing
If that shit ain't paying bills better mind yo business
Bitch I got it out the mud I ain't sign 4 millions
Jumping on the wrong side, that's the side we killing
Ay, that's the side we killing
I've been jumping on the road with my mind on riches
Wonder why these niggas broke, cuz they mind on bitches
Take risks, die trying that's the why we living
Had to see it for myself, nigga god my witness
I be thinking bout the past like the time ain't tickin'
Ay, pour my pain in a cup, purple slime we sippin'
Ay, purple slime we sippin'
Die tryin', brother took his time to the chin, he timeless
I ain't ever settling for crumbs we diamonds
If them niggas acting like they tough, get violent
I ain't ever turning down smoke, we sliding
Ain't nun bigger than the mob, we mobbin'
I'm sorry for the pain that I brought on my momma
Its kill or be killed, die upping that llama, ay
(Die tryin', brother took his time to the chin, he timeless)
(I ain't ever settling for crumbs we diamonds)
(If them niggas acting like they tough, get violent)
(I ain't ever turning down smoke, we sliding)
(Ain't nun bigger than the mob, we mobbin')
(I'm sorry for the pain that I brought on my momma)
(Its kill or be killed, dying upping that llama)
This shits still here, it still is, its still us
Still smoking, still drankin'
Still staying alive, still taken care of
Children, or whatever, still scrap
We just still, we just still
Writer(s): Mathias Thalhofer, Luca Urbaniak, Manu Gatib, Laprell Domnik Gilton
