Thinking Out Loud

[Verse 1] Man I can't describe this feeling My eyes can't identify this being They say seeing is believing If you've seen me then you'd believe That I'm a genius, word Pour emotion in verses, its how I cope I guess I was chosen at birth And they don't understand what I mean though I feel like Al Pacino, I'm here in my colourful shirt They're saying "damn he's got an ego" Temper short like Danny DeVito Tryna change my ways like Carlito Knocking at the door, the Devil's eye at the peep hole These friends in disguise, I really see foes Been burnt and I ain't tryna see more Fire I ain't Lethal Sent me down under like I'm Aussie Think I should leave that like I'm Niko As my heart beats faster Days get darker Older brother's asking when I'm taking my Shahadah Mummy is a Christian and daddy's more like a Rasta But she can't see my vision Thinks I need to see the pastor Says my sins ain't been forgiven Pray I don't meet up with Karma I say Mummy, please don't worry, I think God just gave armour I thank God I'm not in prison, praises that I'm not like my father Then she joins her hands, and says Amen While I crack up with laughter (AHH) [Verse 2] You know, I don't really care Because there's air up in my lungs Money in my pocket I care about my funds And to the Queen, I made a promise That we'd always get each other Nothing comes between us My girl might know I'm cheating But she ain't never see us I'm all about my lizzy That's ever since my teens Cos she gave me the greatest head that I've ever received Man I can't describe that feeling I really can't, but it's Heaven You know that, 'Bring 5 bills in case' Hermes belt up on his waist, 23's, he's size 11 Up in Harrods with them Arabs Looking to buy some carats But they ain't fond of salad Yeah, that high life kind of feeling Around no life human being My mojo's like Austin Powers Feeling better than my last tape Yeah I'm feeling like the past Drake And little bit of young Biggie And Kanye during the Heartbreak Most had dreams, but some have sold 'em I dreamt I was puffing while getting chauffeured Tell paparazzi get my good side Cos they don't wanna see my bad side soldiers So as my heart beats slower, days get colder Family members asking if a deal is any closer But I'm just keeping focused If they sign me that's a bonus On the road to success with hitch-hikers, fakes and cobras And I don't need the stress Please do not try and stop my motion You should let me think out loud Keep your eyes closed and your mind open I paint pictures with my words I'm like Van Gogh vs. Beethoven Put my hands on the piano And it sounds like God has spoken (AHH) [Outro] Just let the piano play I'm feeling like Frank Sinatra or something haha Hennessy Thoughts, is when the Hennessy talks You know how it is... A2