Gil Gatsby - Just My Thoughts текст песни

Текст песни Just My Thoughts - Gil Gatsby



This is, this is, this is
Bar Bully Radio, Radio, Radio, Radio
Can y'all feel this?
I knowin' that you feel this
Can you feel this?
Man, I knowin' y'all can feel this
This one for my real ones
You see the way I walk, you see the way I talk
Man, I came in here to drill some
Man, check my pulse, the game broke my heart
And now I don't feel nothin'
These are just my thoughts
Tell them these are just my thoughts
These are just my thoughts
Tell them these are just my thoughts (yeah)
Christ first, how I roll through blocks
Walk in my shoes, these rappers couldn't walk in my socks
Spirit war against terror, holdin' down for the SWAT
King talk, nobody violatin' my spot
Look, God comin' with me, believe me, you can't stop me
Faith got me livin' my dream, I'm too saucy
I ain't never did it for fame, I flow godly
And keep a few fans on the low, like air hockey
This Katt Sharpe and there's kingdom in every quote
And Christ made me this way, I'm never the one to boast
And I don't care your money and spaceships that you float
You Cedric the Entertainer, we know that you still a joke
It's God over evil, I scream it with no remorse
I had to double back, you know I carry the torch
I pack ER with Vikings, bear, lions get scorched
My pen somethin' like the NFC
This one for my real ones
You see the way I walk, you see the way I talk
Man, I came in here to drill some
Man, check my pulse, the game broke my heart
And now I don't feel nothin'
These are just my thoughts
Tell them these are just my thoughts
These are just my thoughts
Tell them these are just my thoughts (look)
How you feel how you feelin'? I'm alive and I'm chillin'
Keep my head on the swivel, cause haters all on my ceilin'
Got a call from the doctor, he said, "I hope that you sittin'?
The results came in, your diagnosis, the realest"
Man, God been good, I got the hustle ambition
See my opps lookin' bad, that's just my humble opinion
Gilli Gat in the kitchen, my girl bad and I'm smitten
And I talk like a king, that's why I'm standin' on business
I mean, hold up, y'all need to grow up
You glorify you gettin' bread, end up with donuts
Still my team be gettin' fed, we leavin' no crumbs
Thought I made it very clear, we givin' no cuts
Man, tell your folks to chill
Christ hop, you never catch me on silent
The circle kinda small, most never invited
Remember when they said it was over with violence
Now haters, they struggle to speak like laryngitis
This is for my real ones
You see the way I walk, you see the way I talk
Man, I came in here to drill some
Man, check my pulse, the game broke my heart
And now I don't feel nothin'
These are just my thoughts
Tell them these are just my thoughts
These are just my thoughts
Tell them these are just my thoughts



Авторы: Patrick White



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