Yo Gotti - Thinking Hours Lyrics
Yo Gotti Lyrics
Thinking Hours Lyrics
Yeah
Ay
I just woke up
My whole city crying
Every 60 seconds they blowin' up my line (ring)
I ain't speakin' on shit that ain't no business of mine
And I ain't got the time (So I ain't even trying)
This the city of Memphis
This the city of Kings
I got faith in the city
Martin died for the dream
When you jump in these streets
You gotta know what that mean
That's why I don't leave the house
Without a switch and a beam
If I'm 100% honest, I'm a lil disappointed
With allegations and rumors
Like you niggas wanted
Me behind bars
Not in these foreign cars
I ain't on that petty shit
Nigga I'm creating stars
Who brought you Birthday Bash
Wit' yo favorite stars
Who the first nigga
Jumpin' out yo favorite cars (Gotti)
North Memphis trappin' ass nigga
And I ain't never let 'em play me
Like these rappin' ass niggas
Never been no ass kisser
Gotti a hater
Oh I'm the last nigga
So the street honoring lies
I wash my hands wit' 'em
Nigga I put on for this city
Without a flaw on my name
And dealt wit' everything that came wit' it
I put plagues on the wall
I put niggas on Billboard
I done lived a life these niggas would kill for
I was feeding the babies
Puttin' niggas through school
Turnt trappers to execs
Now they in board rooms
Nigga I changed the future
Never joined a gang
Stayed neutral
I ain't pocket watchin' niggas
If you winnin', I salute you
Maybe I'm too big for niggas to understand
Or maybe I'm too real
And I don't understand
Got a question for my city
Is you proud of me or not
Soccer team owner
I used to get it out the pot
At $20 a pop
In Ridgecrest sellin' rocks
Now I just broke ground to build a condo down on Popular
Wit' Gotti in the driver seat
They know nobody stopping us
Again, why would I be hatin'
Nobody hot as us
Do you know what I'm worth
Do you know what I own
You can check my investments
You can Google my home
And I don't say I'm a King
Cuz I sit on a throne
Nigga I say I'm a King
Cuz I stand on my own
I provide for my people
Me and my niggas are equal
I put on for my city
But
No one gets the prize
Ay
I just woke up
My whole city crying
Every 60 seconds they blowin' up my line (ring)
I ain't speakin' on shit that ain't no business of mine
And I ain't got the time (So I ain't even trying)
This the city of Memphis
This the city of Kings
I got faith in the city
Martin died for the dream
When you jump in these streets
You gotta know what that mean
That's why I don't leave the house
Without a switch and a beam
If I'm 100% honest, I'm a lil disappointed
With allegations and rumors
Like you niggas wanted
Me behind bars
Not in these foreign cars
I ain't on that petty shit
Nigga I'm creating stars
Who brought you Birthday Bash
Wit' yo favorite stars
Who the first nigga
Jumpin' out yo favorite cars (Gotti)
North Memphis trappin' ass nigga
And I ain't never let 'em play me
Like these rappin' ass niggas
Never been no ass kisser
Gotti a hater
Oh I'm the last nigga
So the street honoring lies
I wash my hands wit' 'em
Nigga I put on for this city
Without a flaw on my name
And dealt wit' everything that came wit' it
I put plagues on the wall
I put niggas on Billboard
I done lived a life these niggas would kill for
I was feeding the babies
Puttin' niggas through school
Turnt trappers to execs
Now they in board rooms
Nigga I changed the future
Never joined a gang
Stayed neutral
I ain't pocket watchin' niggas
If you winnin', I salute you
Maybe I'm too big for niggas to understand
Or maybe I'm too real
And I don't understand
Got a question for my city
Is you proud of me or not
Soccer team owner
I used to get it out the pot
At $20 a pop
In Ridgecrest sellin' rocks
Now I just broke ground to build a condo down on Popular
Wit' Gotti in the driver seat
They know nobody stopping us
Again, why would I be hatin'
Nobody hot as us
Do you know what I'm worth
Do you know what I own
You can check my investments
You can Google my home
And I don't say I'm a King
Cuz I sit on a throne
Nigga I say I'm a King
Cuz I stand on my own
I provide for my people
Me and my niggas are equal
I put on for my city
But
No one gets the prize
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