Mind Made Up

I got my mind made up
I probably will not change it
I'ma keep on going 'til I feel I made it
And you probably hatin'
On the team with Satan
I ain't even crazy, bitch I'm going brazy

I don't want no Catalina
I know she wants me
I can't even really be mad
She left me lonely
I can't even really be mad
She barely knows me
I can't even really be mad
That bitch is phony
Gimme that back
Gimme that back
Gimme that back baby
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back baby
Look at that back
Look at that back
She put it on my lap
Give that ass a couple taps
But I'm still not done with that (Aye, aye)
She said, why you scared
Bitch i ain't never scared
What you heard
What the fuck you heard
'Cause I'm flipping birds
And that means I wanna fuck wit ya
I said touch on ya
Bitch I'm trynna touch on ya
Is it my cousin
Is it a friend of mine
'Cause I don't got the time to be wasting

I got my mind made up
I probably will not change it
I'ma keep on going 'til I feel I made it
And you probably hatin'
On the team with Satan
I ain't even crazy, bitch I'm going brazy

Just got dangerous
They don't even know what came with us
Came out the pit with flames on us
Now we changing lanes like pain on us
The paint on us, rubbin'
I can't fall in love again
And every time you texting my phone
You was drunk with him
My head above the rim
'Cause I can see it all
Them niggas don't know, what the fuck to do wit you at all
Girl you broke my heart, when you put my love on pause
If you want me gone, then girl I'm going far 
I'ma be in stars
When I reach for the moon
I swear that I'm not coming back
I'm going home (im going on, aye)

I got my mind made up
I probably will not change it
I'ma keep on going 'til I feel I made it
And you probably hatin'
On the team with Satan
I ain't even crazy, bitch I'm going brazy



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Burgess, Lotto Haze
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