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

What you're going through? ( It's Philthy ****)

Peep me out look

I remember that day, shit'll never change

You was my ****, should've never changed

Shit is all the same, ****'s die, momma's cry

Bitches turn sour now she fucking on that other guy

Fucking with that other side

Man I miss my ****'s

I ain't talking rap ****'s, man I miss my ****'s

Free Dame, Free Wayne, Free Derwin too

Free Bot, Free Low, Free Mo too

Mall took 18, Hyphe too 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 ****'s from my hood either dead or gone

Thinking of you

Thinking of you

Thinking of you

What you're going through? (It's Philthy, Peep me out)

No block on my phone

My ****'s call straight through

Run up off at the mouth I'll have my ****'s scrape you

Nothing to live for, my ****'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 **** Chris the Fifth, free my **** Chris Lokket

Real ****'s going to sleep is not a fucking option

It's a real ****' behind this fucking ice

So keep it solid while you here, you don't live twice

Hold your head all my ****'s on the top tier

And pour some liquor for my ****'s that is not here

Rest in peach shirts, a lot of sad faces

A lot of snitch ****'s caught real ****'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

Thinking of you

Thinking of you

Thinking of you

What you're going through? ( It's Philthy ****, I do this for y'all)

****'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 ****' 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 ****' 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 ****'s everyday no I can't lie

Even though I'm riding fly ****' still cry

I miss my ****'s everyday no I can't lie

Even though I'm riding fly ****' still cry

Thinking of you

Thinking of you

Thinking of you

What you're going through?

Thinking of you

Thinking of you

Thinking of you