Mind Right, Pt. 2
A lot of shit been on my mind
Too much shit stuck on my mental
I smoke and think back all the time of all the shit that I been through
From all of the bitches I been through
From all of the niggas that switched up
Before I had all these trust issues
RIP to homies we miss you
I
Cant remember the last time my mind was right
I guess Imma find myself when the timing right
Heart so cold my chest it feel like ice
Stunt on my ex bitches outta spite
Niggas fall in love with the hype
Watch me cut ties where my knife
Mobb ties we eat pasta every night
Sauce Gang BGE we gone ride
You wont scare a soul with them threats
You won't scare a soul on the net
Pull up get a hole in ya neck
Everybody keep a pole in the set
All my bad bitches to the right
All you dusty hoes to the left
She gonna do all the shit I like
I might put some diamonds on your neck
Make her fall in love for the night
But I gotta treat her like the rest
Thought my last bitch had my back she had a knife
Should already know about the rest
I
Cant remember the last time my mind was right
I guess Imma find myself when the timing right
Heart so cold my chest it feel like ice
Stunt on my ex bitches outta spite
Niggas fall in love with the hype
Watch me cut ties where my knife
Mobb ties we eat pasta every night
Sauce Gang BGE we gone ride
Too much shit stuck on my mental
I smoke and think back all the time of all the shit that I been through
From all of the bitches I been through
From all of the niggas that switched up
Before I had all these trust issues
RIP to homies we miss you
I
Cant remember the last time my mind was right
I guess Imma find myself when the timing right
Heart so cold my chest it feel like ice
Stunt on my ex bitches outta spite
Niggas fall in love with the hype
Watch me cut ties where my knife
Mobb ties we eat pasta every night
Sauce Gang BGE we gone ride
You wont scare a soul with them threats
You won't scare a soul on the net
Pull up get a hole in ya neck
Everybody keep a pole in the set
All my bad bitches to the right
All you dusty hoes to the left
She gonna do all the shit I like
I might put some diamonds on your neck
Make her fall in love for the night
But I gotta treat her like the rest
Thought my last bitch had my back she had a knife
Should already know about the rest
I
Cant remember the last time my mind was right
I guess Imma find myself when the timing right
Heart so cold my chest it feel like ice
Stunt on my ex bitches outta spite
Niggas fall in love with the hype
Watch me cut ties where my knife
Mobb ties we eat pasta every night
Sauce Gang BGE we gone ride
Credits
Writer(s): Bg Peets
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