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Think of You (Bonus Track) Video (MV)




Performed By: Mura
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Tavares Scott




Mura - Think of You (Bonus Track) Lyrics




When I think of (You)
When I think of, when I think of you
When I think of
Ah oh
Oh, uh

Yea, uh
The seasons change, man I'm such a mess
Yellow blue eyes when I ghost I flex
Money on my mind work a 9 to 5 running through it
Ops Judas
Dreaming lucid
Yea
Ghost white Acura still docked in the slums (Slums fire)
Evergreen blue my friends copped for the lungs
Faded off the bleach boy, man I savor the buzz
And the light so bright, the high tailored the sun
Off the run yea

Think of, when I think of, ah oh
Yea
When I think of, I think of, when I think of, oh ah
Eh Yea yea (Think of)
When I think of, when I think of, when I think of
Ah oh
When I think of you
Yea
When I think of you (Oh)
Yea

Too many times I've been saving, I've been saving girls
Too many times I've been wasted, I've been wasted, girl
Too many times I've been faded, I've been faded, girl
Scott Pilgrim with the girls, man I'm tryin' save the world
Autumn fall for girls and these cars (And these cars!)
Yea
Smoking on a black, I drink for cause (Drink for cause!)
Yea
Zombie pills numb the feel, I swallow (Man, I swallow)
Twitter niggas on the side, they tryin' follow, tryin' follow (Ohhh)
In the midst of tomorrow, and tomorrow
Got my bros (Got my bros)
Too many times I've been saving, I've been saving girls
Too many times I've been wasted, I've been wasted, girl
Too many times I've been faded, I've been faded, girl
Think of, when I think of, when I think of

Leaves of the light, and the spring of the lost
Get high off the ice, then tweak of the frost (Tweak, tweak)
Telling, my bros, they selling it gone yea
In the chut
With the chop on the stills, I'm catching my feels
Pussy pop when I'm popping a zill (Zill)
Dropping drastic knowledge on niggas who drown in problems
From riding with niggas screaming what's poppin'
To emulation from niggas birthed up from Compton
A shame, the wasted talent, the smoke and mirrors surrounded
Temptation embracing the outfit of the cocky Clown shit
Look! I've, I've been on
I've been on my
I've been on my
Yea, uh
I've been on it, I been on it, I've been on my
Yea, shit
Yea
50 with the wrist (Wrist!)
Yea 50 on my wrist
When I think of, when I think of 50 on my wrist
Got my bros, tryin' get too lit (Too lit, too lit) And we tryin' get too lit!
(Damn, man, we 'bout to get too f*cking lit
Is that it?)
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When I think of (You)
When I think of, when I think of you
When I think of
Ah oh
Oh, uh

Yea, uh
The seasons change, man I'm such a mess
Yellow blue eyes when I ghost I flex
Money on my mind work a 9 to 5 running through it
Ops Judas
Dreaming lucid
Yea
Ghost white Acura still docked in the slums (Slums fire)
Evergreen blue my friends copped for the lungs
Faded off the bleach boy, man I savor the buzz
And the light so bright, the high tailored the sun
Off the run yea

Think of, when I think of, ah oh
Yea
When I think of, I think of, when I think of, oh ah
Eh Yea yea (Think of)
When I think of, when I think of, when I think of
Ah oh
When I think of you
Yea
When I think of you (Oh)
Yea

Too many times I've been saving, I've been saving girls
Too many times I've been wasted, I've been wasted, girl
Too many times I've been faded, I've been faded, girl
Scott Pilgrim with the girls, man I'm tryin' save the world
Autumn fall for girls and these cars (And these cars!)
Yea
Smoking on a black, I drink for cause (Drink for cause!)
Yea
Zombie pills numb the feel, I swallow (Man, I swallow)
Twitter niggas on the side, they tryin' follow, tryin' follow (Ohhh)
In the midst of tomorrow, and tomorrow
Got my bros (Got my bros)
Too many times I've been saving, I've been saving girls
Too many times I've been wasted, I've been wasted, girl
Too many times I've been faded, I've been faded, girl
Think of, when I think of, when I think of

Leaves of the light, and the spring of the lost
Get high off the ice, then tweak of the frost (Tweak, tweak)
Telling, my bros, they selling it gone yea
In the chut
With the chop on the stills, I'm catching my feels
Pussy pop when I'm popping a zill (Zill)
Dropping drastic knowledge on niggas who drown in problems
From riding with niggas screaming what's poppin'
To emulation from niggas birthed up from Compton
A shame, the wasted talent, the smoke and mirrors surrounded
Temptation embracing the outfit of the cocky Clown shit
Look! I've, I've been on
I've been on my
I've been on my
Yea, uh
I've been on it, I been on it, I've been on my
Yea, shit
Yea
50 with the wrist (Wrist!)
Yea 50 on my wrist
When I think of, when I think of 50 on my wrist
Got my bros, tryin' get too lit (Too lit, too lit) And we tryin' get too lit!
(Damn, man, we 'bout to get too f*cking lit
Is that it?)
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Writer: Tavares Scott
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