Outta My Mind
Gilmore is in the shotgun
He's got Given to his right
Platt is in motion across the middle
And there the snap
A lot of open space on that left side
Gilmore is scrambling
Just wow
And I say ah
Mob ties
No lie
I could give out big vibes
Or big lies
She said give me invites
In my life
I don't know what it might
Bring in spite
I know that it hurts, right?
It hurts right?
She said I'm the worst right
The worst right?
Maybe this is my life
And I ride
Baby, I got mob ties
That's no lie
Take a trip to Texas like Plano
Nigga want play got the Draco
When I pull up I'm letting it go
Everyone talking get on the floor case closed
I done robbed a bank before
Uh the police don't know tho
If you play with the gang we comin
Takin off to Texas, De Soto
I ain't playing with them boys, they mad
We been counting we getting the mask
I gotta count it I get extra bags
If you run up you getting the half
Or the half of the clip
If you play, in the lip
We shootin a young nigga in the top
Wanna play?
We gon drop
I gotta 30 on me right now
I'm pulling up and I got it right now
Play with the gang, the gang on go
You wanna know
I let you know
I ain't got time to play we go
I got the pockets on me, cargo
I gotta brand new draco
I gotta brand new bongo
Sound like a drum
Are you dumb? What he say? Murder?
Redrum
Paint the clip red, red drum
All of the gang they screamin out halo aye
Heyo
Get that boy a halo
We just got a Draco
We gon shoot case closed
Mob ties
No lie
I could give out big vibes
Or big lies
She said give me invites
In my life
I don't know what it might
Bring in spite
I know that it hurts, right?
It hurts right?
She said I'm the worst right
The worst right?
Maybe this is my life
And I ride
Baby, I got mob ties
That's no lie
I know that it's hard for her to believe it
What I got going, baby I am succeeding
And I keep getting money everyday I believe it
And if you stack this paper with me
We be achieving
And I say ah
And I say ah
And I say ah
And I say ah
No Lies
From abuse and neglect, stems frustration
There grows a desire, a desire to change
Broad day
We gon slide
Keep it with you when you ride
Had this feeling way back
This time they done died
I done been outta my mind
My homie nem can't slide
Even if I got a Rollie
I still wouldn't show up on time
I'm on the grind
Tryna get it back
Brain go splat
Then the bullet hit the dash
Tryna get the family outta the city
The city showing that it's finna get bad
Hope a hater play with me
I ain't gotta shoot cause I know my uncle gon spazz
Top dog not top chef
I could cook hater but I bet he be mad
Stop all that acting
You ain't been ready to blow
I been out my Mind
Out my top tryna up the score
My youngin really bout it
What you talking like you with it tho
Say you banging blood
I ain't seen no set in Chicot
My young hitta riding
Okay Brodie what you talking then
Kick the door surprise
Don't act like you seen us walking in
Play I'm parking him
Lots of riches in my suit
I'm Tony Starking him
He play with me I'm chalking him
Y'all ain't even a star for him
Broad day
We gon slide
Keep it with you when you ride
Had this feeling way back
This time they done died
I done been outta my mind
My homie nem can't slide
Even if I got a Rollie
I still wouldn't show up on time
He's got Given to his right
Platt is in motion across the middle
And there the snap
A lot of open space on that left side
Gilmore is scrambling
Just wow
And I say ah
Mob ties
No lie
I could give out big vibes
Or big lies
She said give me invites
In my life
I don't know what it might
Bring in spite
I know that it hurts, right?
It hurts right?
She said I'm the worst right
The worst right?
Maybe this is my life
And I ride
Baby, I got mob ties
That's no lie
Take a trip to Texas like Plano
Nigga want play got the Draco
When I pull up I'm letting it go
Everyone talking get on the floor case closed
I done robbed a bank before
Uh the police don't know tho
If you play with the gang we comin
Takin off to Texas, De Soto
I ain't playing with them boys, they mad
We been counting we getting the mask
I gotta count it I get extra bags
If you run up you getting the half
Or the half of the clip
If you play, in the lip
We shootin a young nigga in the top
Wanna play?
We gon drop
I gotta 30 on me right now
I'm pulling up and I got it right now
Play with the gang, the gang on go
You wanna know
I let you know
I ain't got time to play we go
I got the pockets on me, cargo
I gotta brand new draco
I gotta brand new bongo
Sound like a drum
Are you dumb? What he say? Murder?
Redrum
Paint the clip red, red drum
All of the gang they screamin out halo aye
Heyo
Get that boy a halo
We just got a Draco
We gon shoot case closed
Mob ties
No lie
I could give out big vibes
Or big lies
She said give me invites
In my life
I don't know what it might
Bring in spite
I know that it hurts, right?
It hurts right?
She said I'm the worst right
The worst right?
Maybe this is my life
And I ride
Baby, I got mob ties
That's no lie
I know that it's hard for her to believe it
What I got going, baby I am succeeding
And I keep getting money everyday I believe it
And if you stack this paper with me
We be achieving
And I say ah
And I say ah
And I say ah
And I say ah
No Lies
From abuse and neglect, stems frustration
There grows a desire, a desire to change
Broad day
We gon slide
Keep it with you when you ride
Had this feeling way back
This time they done died
I done been outta my mind
My homie nem can't slide
Even if I got a Rollie
I still wouldn't show up on time
I'm on the grind
Tryna get it back
Brain go splat
Then the bullet hit the dash
Tryna get the family outta the city
The city showing that it's finna get bad
Hope a hater play with me
I ain't gotta shoot cause I know my uncle gon spazz
Top dog not top chef
I could cook hater but I bet he be mad
Stop all that acting
You ain't been ready to blow
I been out my Mind
Out my top tryna up the score
My youngin really bout it
What you talking like you with it tho
Say you banging blood
I ain't seen no set in Chicot
My young hitta riding
Okay Brodie what you talking then
Kick the door surprise
Don't act like you seen us walking in
Play I'm parking him
Lots of riches in my suit
I'm Tony Starking him
He play with me I'm chalking him
Y'all ain't even a star for him
Broad day
We gon slide
Keep it with you when you ride
Had this feeling way back
This time they done died
I done been outta my mind
My homie nem can't slide
Even if I got a Rollie
I still wouldn't show up on time
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Writer(s): Akeem Gilmore
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