Tim Gent - Thinking lyrics
rate me(Intro: Rocky V)
Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth
But ya gotta be willing to take the hits
And not pointing fingers saying you ain't
Where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody!
Cowards do that and that ain't you!
You're better than that!
(Hook)
I been thinkin' bout life, thinkin' bout you
Thinkin' bout me, askin' God why
Thinkin' bout life, wonderin' what it's gon' be
But it's just the way it go
Shit be happenin' that we can't control
Through it all I'm thankin' God
I know I'd be far worse off if He'd let me go
(Verse)
Lemme roll my blunt, Julio think he know what he wanted
He be yellin' that he don't know much
I been on my stuff, but I told him what
My nigga ain't dropped in once
Been a whole year, young gym where I work it
Momma tight like Tim where you work at?
Lil bruh tryna find where I work at
I'm on mine just to get a lil work back
In this system I been drippin'
Feelin' distant from my music
Feelin' like I'm neva gon' lose
And I'm in the dark like God, where the fuse?
I know struggles come and go
Yeah, that's true but I know that I don't wanna go through this shit here no mo'
In and outta school, I'm in and outta bitches
I'm in and outta church, prayn, wishin'
(Favor that works is dead?!)
(Hook)
I been thinkin' bout life, thinkin' bout you
Thinkin' bout me, askin' God why
Thinkin' bout life, wonderin' what it's gon' be
But it's just the way it go
Shit be happenin' that we can't control
Through it all I'm thankin' God
I know I'd be far worse off if He'd let me go
(Verse 2)
Uh, gettin' on is a must, and a nigga known for the clutch
Two shots to the do' fall the blood
Trae gone with a bust
But I swear it worked on just
Stop on know ah ah
Had a lil wreck
Lookin' for love in all the wrong places
Trusted too many wrong faces
Must be gettin' to a place where
I'm seein' reality through the fake shit
Fuck girls, money and fuck gross, if it drive, don't stand still
You can't stand still
And them girls, money let go before I go
And that gram shit ain't no 9
It's just crime, baby you know I
Match this passion or you'll die
Toss that whack shit to the side
Fuckin' wings flap and let's fly
(Hook)
I been thinkin' bout life, thinkin' bout you
Thinkin' bout me, askin' God why
Thinkin' bout life, wonderin' what it's gon' be
But it's just the way it go
Shit be happenin' that we can't control
Through it all I'm thankin' God
I know I'd be far worse off if He'd let me go
