Yo Gotti

Thinking About You
Every day I think about you Lot of days passed Every day I think about you Them my niggas RIP Shawty Every day I think about you RIP B.G I never thought I'd see the shit like this I got beef with niggas, made me think about you (my niggas) They ain't ridin' how we used to ride Too much talkin', no shootin' (shit new) Lookin' 'round for my real soldiers Got me thinkin' 'bout you (I don't see 'em) But now you real hitters dead and gone You don't even want a crew First of all I ain't payin' any nigga to ride with me So you for how you can't slide with me It's obvious you ain't dyin' with me I don't need no witness, I don't need no codefendant Just me and my draco Yeah just me and my thirty round Hit your ass up, just me and my yayo Damn Shawty I miss you Damn G I miss you Letras de cancionesDamn, the game ain't the same These niggas they softer than tissue They used to get up with you But now they all extra and tweet you When a real nigga stick to the code They let the internet beat you Damn I got beef with niggas, made me think about you (my nigga) They ain't ridin' how we used to ride Too much talkin', no shootin' (be quiet) Lookin' 'round for my real soldiers Got me thinkin' 'bout you (I'm lookin' around holmes) But now you real hitters dead and gone You don't even want a crew (my niggas) I got beef with niggas, made me think about you (facts) They ain't ridin' how we used to ride Too much talkin', no shootin' (shh) Lookin' 'round for my real soldiers (where they at?) Got me thinkin' 'bout you But now you real hitters dead and gone You don't even want a crew I just woke up with an issue I don't even know the issue Did I take this nigga bag? Or I did I fuck this nigga bitch? This a real life problem? Did I shoot him, did I rob him? Or he just tryna go viral Or he just tryna sell some albums My biggest challenge being a rapper Is acting like a rapper All my whole life I was a gangster My profession was a trapper They modern day rats, niggas dry snitchin' On blogs Real nigga tryna stick to the code Them laws I got beef with niggas, made me think about you (I don't even know these niggas) They ain't ridin' how we used to ride Too much talkin', no shootin' (them facts) Lookin' 'round for my real soldiers Got me thinkin' 'bout you (how you win) But now you real hitters dead and gone You don't even want a crew (I ain't tweetin', I ain't postin' shit) I got beef with niggas, made me think about you They ain't ridin' how we used to ride Too much talkin', no shootin' Lookin' 'round for my real soldiers Got me thinkin' 'bout you But now you real hitters dead and gone You don't even want a crew Ayy you know what I'm sayin'? I tell all my young niggas, man don't get caught up in this internet shit You know what I mean? Police regular people, you know what I mean? and they fuck bitches, they on Instagram, they on Twitter They lookin' at your shit, they likin' your shit Don't be your own witness, holmes Don't turn your own self in, you know what I mean? Stay focused Rrrrrrr Quiet I got beef with niggas, made me think about you They ain't ridin' how we used to ride Too much talkin', no shootin' Lookin' 'round for my real soldiers Got me thinkin' 'bout you But now you real hitters dead and gone You don't even want a crew I got beef with niggas, made me think about you They ain't ridin' how we used to ride Too much talkin', no shootin' Lookin' 'round for my real soldiers Got me thinkin' 'bout you But now you real hitters dead and gone You don't even want a crew Internet, it turn real niggas into cowards Damn I'm paranoid lookin' 'round, any nigga move I'ma down him From Letras Mania