Thinking of You

Oh, I'm missing you Tell me why the road turns Oh oh, I'm missing you Tell me why the road turns Thinking of you, Thinking of you, Thinking of you Fuck what you're going through (It's Philthy nigga) Peep me out look I remember that day, shit'll never change You was my nigga', should've never changed Shit is all the same, nigga's die, momma's cry Bitches turn sour now she fucking on that other guy Fucking with that other side Man I miss my nigga's I ain't talking rap nigga's, man I miss my nigga's Free Dame, free Wayne, free Derwin too Free Bot, free Low, free Mo too Mall took 18, Hyphe took 22, Real took a half of hundred Something that I couldn't stomach Tae just got locked up, D waiting on an appeal Real ran in a bank, man life is so real Mane just came home, but he back on the run Somebody snitching on him told them where to find the gun Thinking to myself, as I wrote this song Most of my nigga's from my hood either dead or gone (It's Philthy) Thinking of you, Thinking of you, Thinking of you Fuck what you're going through (It's Philthy, peep me out) No block on my phone My nigga's call straight through Run up off at the mouth I'll have my nigga's scrape you Nothing to live for, my nigga's doing life sentences Either dead or in jail we doing life sentences Rest in peace Dre Feddi, rest in peace Tee Woods Rest in peace C and M until we fucking meet again Free my nigga Chris the Fifth, free my nigga Chris Lokket Real nigga's going to sleep is not a fucking option It's a real nigga' behind this fucking ice So keep it solid while you here, you don't live twice Hold your head all my nigga's on the top tier And pour some liquor for my nigga's that is not here Rest in peace shirts, a lot of sad faces A lot of snitch nigga's caught real nigga's cases There ain't no day that go by that I don't think about you Middle finger to the ones that don't think about you (It's Philthy) Thinking of you, Thinking of you, Thinking of you Fuck what you're going through (It's Philthy nigga', I do this for y'all) Nigga's don't understand to lose they right hand man They go crazy in the head, rest in peace Lil Rege I was raised by the streets, I wasn't raised by my parents So being a real street nigga' could never be a challenge Moms had 5 kids, 5 different baby daddies Raised by the OG's I never had a fucking daddy No I never needed one, I'm a father to my son He don't even know my son See this life hard, don't get it twisted though I been a real nigga', since a snotty nose 5-0 killed Joddy, but they don't talk about it I guess 'cause he was a felon, they don't talk about it I miss my nigga's everyday no I can't lie Even though I'm riding fly nigga' still cry I miss my nigga's everyday no I can't lie Even though I'm riding fly nigga' still cry (It's Philthy) Thinking of you, Thinking of you, Thinking of you Fuck what you're going through Thinking of you, Thinking of you, Thinking of you, Thinking of you.