D.M.T
Do you desire my mind, my time, my thoughts
I hustle I grind, for what?
For likes, for god?
No, for my vision
Thoughts are sicker than prescriptions could fix
Do you desire my mind, my time, my thoughts
I hustle I grind, for what?
For likes, for god?
No, for my vision
Thoughts are sicker than prescriptions could fix
Dreaming of hitting a lick, full time I fully respit
But money is still coming in, stealing from Marcus and Juvy
Bitch with me making a movie, thoughts of killing her consume me
Ugh, I been thinking about the booty
Ain't sleeping same since I got it
First time in 1 7 2 3
That's when they done gave it to me, the molly trippy and schoolies
And DMT did it to me, Dangerous My Thoughts a movie, on god
Asking him who did this to me, maybe I should ask my
Parents or my teachers at the schooly
Never fraid of cooties, but i'm afraid of confrontation
Over confidence my cousin, when it matters no relation
I get tired, check another (thought)
Mind is barb wired, and I been (caught)
Can you help me, can you help me
Can you help me, can you help me
On god
Oh my god
This aint healthy
This ain't helping
This ain't helping
This ain't healthy
This ain't healthy
For my mind
(For my mind)
Dangerous thoughts is a condition
Dangerous my thoughts is never ending
Dangerous my thoughts have got a pension
For making me upset and violent so I said ugh
Do you desire my mind, my time, my thoughts
I hustle I grind, for what?
For likes, for god?
No, for my vision
Diction is sicker than any prescriptions could fix
(Ugh, aye)
Dreaming of hitting a lick
Something I do not condone
Unless you fuck w my team, my family or those that I love
Thoughts of me biting your ass, prolly I start w you hands
Fingers are easy to break and hearts imma save that for last
See just how evil I be, they gotta keep me in glass
Bulletproof prolly at least, I eat through like anything less
Starving myself but I'm rich, appetite for evil only
Maybe if I got some help could understand the real from phony
Can you help me, can you help me
Can you help me, can you help me
On god
Oh my god
This aint healthy
This ain't helping
This ain't helping
This ain't healthy
This ain't healthy
For my mind
(For my mind)
I hustle I grind, for what?
For likes, for god?
No, for my vision
Thoughts are sicker than prescriptions could fix
Do you desire my mind, my time, my thoughts
I hustle I grind, for what?
For likes, for god?
No, for my vision
Thoughts are sicker than prescriptions could fix
Dreaming of hitting a lick, full time I fully respit
But money is still coming in, stealing from Marcus and Juvy
Bitch with me making a movie, thoughts of killing her consume me
Ugh, I been thinking about the booty
Ain't sleeping same since I got it
First time in 1 7 2 3
That's when they done gave it to me, the molly trippy and schoolies
And DMT did it to me, Dangerous My Thoughts a movie, on god
Asking him who did this to me, maybe I should ask my
Parents or my teachers at the schooly
Never fraid of cooties, but i'm afraid of confrontation
Over confidence my cousin, when it matters no relation
I get tired, check another (thought)
Mind is barb wired, and I been (caught)
Can you help me, can you help me
Can you help me, can you help me
On god
Oh my god
This aint healthy
This ain't helping
This ain't helping
This ain't healthy
This ain't healthy
For my mind
(For my mind)
Dangerous thoughts is a condition
Dangerous my thoughts is never ending
Dangerous my thoughts have got a pension
For making me upset and violent so I said ugh
Do you desire my mind, my time, my thoughts
I hustle I grind, for what?
For likes, for god?
No, for my vision
Diction is sicker than any prescriptions could fix
(Ugh, aye)
Dreaming of hitting a lick
Something I do not condone
Unless you fuck w my team, my family or those that I love
Thoughts of me biting your ass, prolly I start w you hands
Fingers are easy to break and hearts imma save that for last
See just how evil I be, they gotta keep me in glass
Bulletproof prolly at least, I eat through like anything less
Starving myself but I'm rich, appetite for evil only
Maybe if I got some help could understand the real from phony
Can you help me, can you help me
Can you help me, can you help me
On god
Oh my god
This aint healthy
This ain't helping
This ain't helping
This ain't healthy
This ain't healthy
For my mind
(For my mind)
Credits
Writer(s): Zain Faiyaz Aziz
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