My Mind
She likes to fuck around with gangsters, you don't know this life
Babygirl, just hold this gun, I swear you'll be alright
And if my brother tells me "Ride" then family guess we ride
Just tell my mum if I get locked up, "Promise I'll be fine"
I'll be fine, be fine, be fine
Yeah, my darling, I got issues, but it's all inside
In my mind, my mind, my mind
In my mind, my mind, my mind
You see them fucking with me now when I was down
Nobody fucked with me then
Damn, I'm walking on the clouds, my music so loud
Baby, come fuck with my friends
All the baddies come around, my brother don't frown
I'm on the cam with the lens
Still, I get love in my town, I got the crown
Turned the boys into the men
I swear this game is a monopoly, nobody's stopping me
I'ma go straight to the sky
Spending like I won the lottery, I do it properly
GB ain't telling no lies
Think they own me an apology, this shit ain't normally
Hard to get used to my guy
These cappers they talking mythology, I'm rapping honestly
Swear for my brother I'll ride
She likes to fuck around with gangsters, you don't know this life
Babygirl, just hold this gun, I swear you'll be alright
And if my brother tells me "Ride" then family guess who arrived
Just tell my mom if I get locked up, "Promise I'll be fine"
I'll be fine, be fine, be fine
Yeah, my darling, I got issues, but it's all inside
In my mind, my mind, my mind
In my mind, my mind, my mind
Now for my family, I got time, just bell my line
I do anything for bro's
Got the lobster with the wine, G we gon' shine
Get the Royce, we get the Rolls
I'm making money of rhymes, back then was crime
I done mileage on the road
I'm not even in my prime, I'm on my grind
I'm still living by the code
Baddies they fuck with me, tell me I'm lovely
Yeah, we turn up in the rave
They said they're our brothers, but how could they love us?
They didn't turn up to their grave
They tell me I'm rowdy, but could you allow me?
I just live my life by the day
The club getting crowded, but bro's got it on him
So don't come in and playing no games
She likes to fuck around with gangsters, you don't know this life
Babygirl, just hold this gun, I swear you'll be alright
And if my brother tells me "Ride" then family guess who arrived
Just tell my mom if I get locked up, "Promise I'll be fine"
I'll be fine, be fine, be fine
Yeah, my darling, I got issues, but it's all inside
In my mind, my mind, my mind
In my mind, my mind, my mind
Babygirl, just hold this gun, I swear you'll be alright
And if my brother tells me "Ride" then family guess we ride
Just tell my mum if I get locked up, "Promise I'll be fine"
I'll be fine, be fine, be fine
Yeah, my darling, I got issues, but it's all inside
In my mind, my mind, my mind
In my mind, my mind, my mind
You see them fucking with me now when I was down
Nobody fucked with me then
Damn, I'm walking on the clouds, my music so loud
Baby, come fuck with my friends
All the baddies come around, my brother don't frown
I'm on the cam with the lens
Still, I get love in my town, I got the crown
Turned the boys into the men
I swear this game is a monopoly, nobody's stopping me
I'ma go straight to the sky
Spending like I won the lottery, I do it properly
GB ain't telling no lies
Think they own me an apology, this shit ain't normally
Hard to get used to my guy
These cappers they talking mythology, I'm rapping honestly
Swear for my brother I'll ride
She likes to fuck around with gangsters, you don't know this life
Babygirl, just hold this gun, I swear you'll be alright
And if my brother tells me "Ride" then family guess who arrived
Just tell my mom if I get locked up, "Promise I'll be fine"
I'll be fine, be fine, be fine
Yeah, my darling, I got issues, but it's all inside
In my mind, my mind, my mind
In my mind, my mind, my mind
Now for my family, I got time, just bell my line
I do anything for bro's
Got the lobster with the wine, G we gon' shine
Get the Royce, we get the Rolls
I'm making money of rhymes, back then was crime
I done mileage on the road
I'm not even in my prime, I'm on my grind
I'm still living by the code
Baddies they fuck with me, tell me I'm lovely
Yeah, we turn up in the rave
They said they're our brothers, but how could they love us?
They didn't turn up to their grave
They tell me I'm rowdy, but could you allow me?
I just live my life by the day
The club getting crowded, but bro's got it on him
So don't come in and playing no games
She likes to fuck around with gangsters, you don't know this life
Babygirl, just hold this gun, I swear you'll be alright
And if my brother tells me "Ride" then family guess who arrived
Just tell my mom if I get locked up, "Promise I'll be fine"
I'll be fine, be fine, be fine
Yeah, my darling, I got issues, but it's all inside
In my mind, my mind, my mind
In my mind, my mind, my mind
Credits
Writer(s): French Kid, Julian Wolf
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