Dwill3 - Think

I really think you doing too much
I really think I'm thinking too much
People lying on me I don't know who to trust
Color coated wrapper when I'm deep in the cut
Like I'm microwaving apples man I'm waiting to bust
Now I think
Backseat ain't my thing
It's my car bitch I'm driving
The devil know me that's what I think
Now tell me why you want to destroy
Does it really make you jealous when the people adore
All this fucking with my mind making shit unpure I need to focus on my own and make sure shit is insured
Now tell me why you hating on me
After sheltering your spirit making sure that you're clean
Girl you really got some problems if you know what I mean
It happened right in front of your face and you still couldn't see
Calm down if you know what I mean
Tell me really why you talking why you making a scene
Yall acting angels but you really never been what you think
Doing weird shit just to try and get over on me
You irritate let me demonstrate
Till your escapades
I do my do it was the only way
You not like me you just in the way
I think
Backseat ain't my thing
Near the devil's soul where you find me
Shit to weird that's I think
I really think you doing too much
I think it's my car bitch it's my thing
Had no other choice nigga try me
Niggas call me crazy for surviving
That's what I think
Now tell me where you've been when it matters
Won the battle hit the streets then you left me for splatter
Call your name only speaking never show when it matters
You let me down now I'm tweaking cause of energy dappers
You don't think you don't see cause its only you
Do you think do you know what I'm going through
Fighting deems in my house what is up with you
Live some days in my life you'd be tired too
Young Black man with a dream
Had to fight my way to get it
Now I'm fighting to
Man I really need my credit for the shit that I be
Fighting wars winning battles that nobody can see
Now I think it's on you where I be
If you really looking for me you would find me
Hit me with a message you should try things
That's what I think
Now I think it's on you where I be
If you really looking for me you would find me
Hit me with a message you should try things
That's what I think
Now I think
Backseat ain't my thing
It's my car bitch I'm driving
The devil know me that's what I think
I think
Backseat ain't my thing
Near the devil's soul where you find me
Shit to weird that's I think
I think
I think
really think you doing too much

Written by:
Daniel Willis

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