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Head In The Clouds
Eyes Red From The Loud
Find I’m Just Thinking Out Loud
Stressed By The Crowd
Meant Mom and Dad To Be Proud
Wow I’m Just Thinking Out Loud
Had To Get Down
Used To Brag When I Had
Half A Pound
Ow I’m Just Thinking Out Loud
Gotta Get Around
Like My Sound
Before I’m Drowned
By The Town
Child I’m Just Thinking Out Loud
Verse 1
Got Red Wine?
Bring Me The Best Kind
Cause I’ll be Stressed
By The Headlines
Before Bed Time
Ain’t No Jobs Or Opportunity
Look How That
Make Shit Hot In My Community
Find A Brother
Fiending To Strap Up
Cause A Thief Will Start Speeding
Once He Eat From A Fast Buck
Nothings All Good
When You Run Into Bad Luck
And Get Ya Cash and Assets Took
From Half Ass Crooks
I Did My Little
Dirt In The Past
Now I Find Its Hard To Laugh
When I’m Hurting For Cash
And The Poppi’s Uptown
See My Sawg and Such
Get To Pitchin’
Had Me Itchin’
So I Asked “What”s Up?”
We Talking White Girl Numbers
But I Made Me A Promise
Told Neph I’d Leave
The Street Alone
And Zone To Make Dollars
For Real Used To Grill
The White Like Ill
Now I Think
I Might Like White Like Seal
Hook 2
Verse 2
Don’t Need A Gypsy
To Tell Me The Devil’s Busy
I Done Took L’s
And Went To Hell For A Quickie
Trying To Keep
My Past Behind Me
And Cash Beside Me
But Snakes Slither In The Grass
They Ass Is Grimey
Almost Ended A Long Year
With Warfare I’m Obligated
To Nominate
Disrespect As Not Tolerated
And My Fam
Going Through All Kindsa Tribulations
That’s Like
Describing Superman’s Limitations
Pops Got Me Nervous With His Swollen Foot
I’m Like Pop Go See The Doc
He Like “Go For What?”
Then We Engage Ina Back and Forth
I’m Like “I’m Only Trying To Help
And You Mad Ofcourse.”
Walk Away Like
Fuck The World
Ad Everybody In It
Light A Spliff
Till I’m Lit
And Think “All Is Forgiven”
Sometimes I Don’t Know
Why I Bother
All I Know I’ma An Author
Documenting My Torture
Or Till I’m In A Flying Saucer
Or Something Other Than A Hoop
Throw Me To The Wolves
‘Fore They Throw A Brother For A Loop
I Trust Nothing
And Expect Shit To Go Wrong
Nothing Less
From Being Stressed For So Long
Still Pray At Night
And Play Lotto Once A Week
On The Low
Nervous At Every Show
Till A Brother Speak
Drinking
Watching Pinky Get Plowed
Ya Dude junclassic
I’m Just Thinking Out Loud