Thinking (feat. $chill)

Ay what are you thinking

Ay

Let me tell you what I'm thinking

I'm thinking about all them good times

I'm thinking about how I got mine

I'm thinking you better not cross the line

My cross defined

And that's an underline

And if you're under mine

And I'm to defined

With a new design

And I'm way to blind

Thoughts with a mega mind

While I'm on a mega grind

But I bet I still make the time

My futures in the stars I realign

But I knew my future since I was nine

I stay in my thoughts and here's what I'm thinking

I am no quitter I never be quitting

I practice my skills I can take down a building

You making a bet then what are you betting

You telling me lies i can tell how you sweating

If you beat me then i bet that your cheating

Give me the place the place where were meeting

Won't be no greeting but you'll catch a beating

Rum bum bum bum

Just like some drums

Swing from the fences i get a home run

Nine people tailing you call you a fox

This world is a game we're in a sandbox

The smartest decision investing in stocks

Keeping my thoughts all in a box

I'm building a wall like I got me some blocks

Now my mind starts telling me I need to

Tell you what I'm thinking

I'm thinking about all them good times

I'm thinking about how I got mine

I'm thinking you better not cross the line

My cross defined

And that's an underline

And if you're under mine

And I'm to defined

With a new design

And I'm way to blind

Thoughts with a mega mind

While I'm on a mega grind

But I bet I still make the time

My futures in the stars I realign

But I knew my future since I was nine

I've been thinking

Wondering about all my problems

My problems i cant seem to solve them

Cause everyday it is a mystery

Don't know what's gonna come tomorrow

I reap and I sorrow

Cause I'm gonna be history

One day when I don't wake up so i got to wake up for it while in the present

I am a king not made for a peasant

Call up my lord my savior myself

And I'm in my own heaven

I'm walking you feeling my presence

I need a new pair of shoes

Cause I always be steppin

My weapon throws shots like a ball

Your bitch need a collar and I'm not a scholar

But I'll show you how to get paid

All of this shit that I'm getting

All of the hoes they be trippin

They strippin I'm tippin

Then I stick my tip in

Then I am done