Thinking Out Loud Lyrics

I know you know what you be doing huh

Stop wit with all the lies like you gon tell the truth or what?

You still got my clothes and I ain't good wit that

You say that's your insurance so Ill never get that hoodie back

I tried to tell you I don't how to

I don't know how to love but Ill still try it if you're patient

At least you owe me that with all this time that I don't waited

You know exactly how I feel how many time I got to say it

When I watched my cousin die it did some shit to me

And I don't mean to make excuses but I really got some trauma

But I got communication I learned that shit from my mama

And my life will have purpose when I finally get a daughter

Remember who I am and I hold tears back

Cuz they love me in person but they hate me on the fizz app

All that shit my ex I don't know why them folks ain't getting that

She want some attention I don't even want that shit back

It started to get different when I started getting older

I got my Monty on my back and Teo on my shoulder

I remembered each every night I cried myself sleep

Till I got tired of that crying let's go make somebody bleed

Diagnosed me post traumatic I would tell you bout what had happened

But you prolly wouldn't believe it my demeanor be deceptive

They like how is he G but I done seen him with the Kappas

Being greek helped me with demons now easier to capture

I get money in my sleep so I don't need to be a rapper

Put my gun beside sheets because I need to be protected

Put my love inside beat and see how easy this shit happen

Keep my tongue inside my cheeks about grievances and rap it

Put my tongue behind her cheek she say stop teasing me get active

In her stomach feel her creaming wit her knees up from the back

And they judge how I speak but usually I be just chattin

Got respect from all the kings I get the Tiki when they pass it

And they always on my D bout I don't see why they attracted

Social media they means to get sneak dissing and bashing

They know they safe behind that screen and so seems to be the tactic

But I don't care bout that either I know neither of them crackin

I know you know what you be doing huh

Stop wit with all the lies like you gon tell the truth or what?

You still got my clothes and I ain't good wit that

You say that's your insurance so Ill never get that hoodie back