Meyhem Lauren – Critical Thinking lyrics

Yo
If I'm doing good, my man is doing good
If he's shining, I'm shining
I love all my niggas, man
For real, I love y'all
Fuck livin, this about winnin
If you not winnin then you not livin
You just existin
Analyze that
Straight up
Yo

[Verse 1]
I wish my homies the best and that's the truth
I'm on my grown man shit but tryna hold onto to my youth
It might sound contradictory but actually it keeps me balanced
If it ain't about some real shit, chill with the valance
Critical thinking on the daily, life's a challenge on the streets
Never talk to police, we practice silence
Stay sharp, stay focused, make goals and achieve 'em
Dreams turn to plans these days cos I believe 'em
If you see my fam shinin then you see me, I love it
Imma rep 'til the death of my team, no one above it
Had some good times, went through some wild shit, some real shit
But still posted up in the street like we don't feel shit
Queens warriors minus the bare chest, with leather vest
Forever fresh
Avirex and Guess we used to rock it
Hoppin outta hoopties hollerin with thousands in my pocket
I remember that, seven patch hat, we on the a-train
Hustle from the first to the third, that's when the pay came
Lookin extra like a reflector, could never stay plain
Made steel, rape, rob, bag's hot, stay fly
Double Ls up in the mix with new kicks
Usually rock Nikes but had stripes like Stan Smiths
Niggas used to spark, stay in the park and play on Vix
Uh
Times change but the past ain't forgotten
Thinkin back to when we used to play the apple, it was rotten
Laurenovitch

[Hook x2]
I wish my homies the best and that's the truth
I'm on my grown man shit but tryna hold onto to my youth
It might sound contradictory but actually it keeps me balanced
If it ain't about some real shit, chill with the valance
Critical thinking on the daily, life's a challenge on the streets
Never talk to police, we practice silence
Stay sharp, stay focused, make goals and achieve 'em
Dreams turn to plans these days cos I believe 'em

[Verse 2]
Some of us grew apart and others closer
Remember days when niggas used to hop the train and share a toaster
Five niggas, one gun, chippin in on quarter pounds
A few of us be workin, others rappin keep New York around
Some of us hustlin still, others up top
Drama got pounded cos they doubted like this block wouldn't pop
I'm in a different zone, the future's home but never forgot
See niggas that I'd idolised either get rich or get shot, BLOAW!
Intricate plot blueprints tatted on brain waves
Manoeuvrin meticulous, manners on you remain slaves
Older then my age of years was based upon experience
Movin diesel deadly in the desert like we were Syrians
No regrets
Add the Ws with Ls and then divide 'em
Keep it movin, never lookin back that's how we ridin
Providin jewels that only sparkle on the inside
Back that'll peep a rebel, son, we been live

[Hook x2]

[Outro]
Straight up, man
Shout out to all my real motherfuckin friends
All my homies, man
I love y'all niggas, straight up, man
Shout out to Stacks, the motherfuckin white guy
Dave, Will, my niggas Science, Hologram
My motherfuckin man Docca, what up
My nigga Action
He ain't just some nigga I rap with, that's family
Know what I'm sayin?
My nigga J-Love
I wouldn't even be doin this rap shit without my nigga J-Love
All my real niggas, man
All my Brooklyn niggas, man
Bags 'Lo, what up
Thirstin Howl the motherfuckin Third
My nigga Hanson, what up tho
You know what I'm sayin?
All my real niggas, man
All the niggas that really fuck with me on a real level
Gam, Coroner
You know what I'm sayin?
Fuck all this rap shit, man, niggas that I really fuck with
Straight up, man
All my niggas from around the way
All my Queens niggas, man
C'mon, son