Wale, Rick Ross, Omarion, Nas - This Thing of Ours lyrics

William Roberts II

[Wale, Rick Ross, Omarion, Nas - This Thing of Ours lyrics]

Cannon m-M-Maybach Music
Huh, huh, huh

Sometimes I get so fucking paranoid
Reminiscing on how them bricks keep
Going back and forth
I asked the Lord for everything
I lack and more last thing on my mind
Was slamming Caddy doors
I just made up my mind
I'm grinding like a boss
Dedicated our lives, sacrifices we lost
Fatal mistakes, talking laws of attraction
The paper I'm making, I upgraded my fashion
Everything tailor made
Flossing's my passion loyalty came first
Number one rule in the faction
Follow my actions, came in in '06
Planted my flag, bitch I'm taking no shit
I toted them toolies, I bullied the bullies
I made a few hit's, my bank account Jewish
Niggas is minor, the money manure
I'm thinking like Hyman, Godfather the 4th
It was never filmed, therefore never seen
It was never him
That's what these haters scream
I wrote the script, I was sipping lean
Now meet the myth
I brought along my triple beam

This thing of ours, oh (Oh)
It's so mafioso (Yeah)
You ain't never know though
(No) never gon' know so (No)
No never, no never, no never, no, no, no, no

Uh, Ralph, look this reefer the sweetest
Got me thinking much deeper
They don’t rap for a reason
This is rather convenient
Spend money with my team
Make my money from hustle
Women love you for fee
Niggas hate you for nothing
Never hate you in public
Better let they eyes tell it
Ain't even 5'11"
What the fuck you guys scared of?
I'm a loose cannon, screws damaged
And I do think hip-hop music
Needs some newer standards
Hardest working conglomerate
And that's word to my mama
Getting up in they mental
Get 'em out of they garments
Adamantly coming at whoever call up for drama
Just know that DC, Philly, Ohio, Miami got us
Private jet over water, natty dread
Got no barber i see Feds, I go that way
That DMV shit taught us
When you young and you black
They see you as a target
So before them Foamposites
Get ya lawyers in order ralph, Genius

This thing of ours, oh (Oh)
It's so mafioso (Yeah)
You ain't never know though
(No) never gon' know so (No)
No never, no never, no never, no, no, no, no

The don of all dons
Since y'all wanna call me something
All a sudden niggas ball and stunting
Y'all just started pulling on Havanas
Pull ya card, ya spineless
Where ya heart? I know where mine is
A don is one who accept
Things he cannot change
Only thing I accept I cannot change
Is getting old and dying
Gold medallion over my son chest
He'll hold it down when I sunset
What does death mean to me?
I never owned the concept, I was here
I’m just a spirit, let's get one thing clear
Everything segues into each other
One thing is just an extension of the other
My kid to me
I am my children through history
Upstanding men and stand up women
I am existing, I was conceived
To break bread with kings
And make connections we haven’t met yet
My reputation you’ve stuck with
Until we have our formal introduction
That’s enough but every male is not a man
So some of those that will hold
Out they hand won't understand
This thing of ours

This thing of ours, oh (Oh)
It's so mafioso (Yeah)
You ain't never know though
(No) never gon' know so (No)
No never, no never, no never, no, no, no, no

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

Add extended interpretation

If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!

Latest added interpretations to lyrics

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret