Sick Minded

Since a baby I've been cursed since a teen I did dirt
Left a prayer in church then dove in it headfirst
Ghetto child ghetto boy ghetto gangster with a toy
Don't test my knowledge I'm a youngster pero soy
Mas trucha mas vivo por el ghetto activo
In that Maple Avenue todos fuimos nacidos
And y'all will never take that shit away from none of us
If you try to cross that line best believe I'm gonna bust
We them ghetto lifers we're the ones that represent
We're the ones that keep it real hard times we're heaven sent
'Cause we learn from it y'all can't run game on me
Whatever the game brings fuck it I'll just let it be

Sick minded individuals living hard times
Say a prayer for my boys when that star shines
Lost too many of my boys to these gee streets
Take in my boys souls when a gee breathes
Sick minded individuals living hard times
Say a prayer for my boys when that star shines
Lost too many of my boys to these gee streets
Take in my boys souls when a gee breathes
No love in these streets just some hothead temper
Motherfuckers ready to blast slash mash & dismember
Anybody who wants a body discomposed in December
I was taught to never trust these little bitch ass strangers
Pure bangers no dank my boy I spit with vets
Street knowledge fuck college you gotta gain your respect
Only the strong survive it's do or die or get your ass wrecked
I hear you speaking lies & best believe I'll put you on check
My word I've kept observe & protect
Fuck opps these options I got to accept
No stopping what's popping We owning the set
We knocking & locking what did you expect

Sick minded individuals living hard times
Say a prayer for my boys when that star shines
Lost too many of my boys to these gee streets
Take in my boys souls when a gee breathes
Sick minded individuals living hard times
Say a prayer for my boys when that star shines
Lost too many of my boys to these gee streets
Take in my boys souls when a gee breathes



Credits
Writer(s): Loksta P
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