In My Mind

Yea lot up in my head I got lot up in my mind
Yea said she want me dead how come I don't feel surprised
Yea living on the edge I think I might jump tonight
Yea lil bitch we too for real I freestyle all the shit they write
Yea it just don't feel right this bitch don't know all of my songs
I smack the pen go grab the mic and we gone say all of our wrongs
Lil bitch don't even got the right cause I'm gone always treat her wrong
I had to kill the old me don't remember him at all

Yea, yea yea yea
Yea that's probably why you say I'm not the same guy as before
Probably why I'm feeling down can't get my foot up off the floor
Kick her out then call her friend can't deal with this bitch anymore
Heart pacing geeking up I can't feel anything no more
I been patient done with waiting put my name up on that board
They call me up when they need someone who can even up the score
Yea this hoe ain't even all that I don't even want her anymore
We at your crib go get that lock or else we knocking down that door
Had to give away my heart I can't be loving anymore
Yea I know what she want so I don't love her anymore
Yea this hoe ain't even all that I don't even want her anymore

Yea lot up in my head I got lot up in my mind
Yea said she want me dead how come I don't feel surprised
Yea living on the edge I think I might jump tonight
Yea lil bitch we too for real I freestyle all the shit they write
Yea it just don't feel right this bitch don't know all of my songs
I smack the pen go grab the mic and we gone say all of our wrongs
Lil bitch don't even got the right cause I'm gone always treat her wrong
I had to kill the old me don't remember him at all

(Hmmm, Hmm, Hmmm)

Yea suffer from success cant swim my way out the wishing well
I think they want me dead I told them I hope they wishing well
Planted myself in her head I don't know how she gone get me out
Bury myself in designer I got to stay away from these bitches now
Gucci, Louis, Prada, Burberry and that Dior
I got designer bags for all of my bitches and I got more
I promise her she top four but the bitch not even on that board (That board)
Yea have I ever felt this before, got so high in the sky I was talking to lord
He told me I was at war, looking at myself in the mirror have you seen him before
(Have you seen me before?)
Yea I've been really thinking this ain't good to ignore
Pour my problems in this cup but it don't feel mature
Yea I don't talk to sluts and I don't talk to no whores
I don't even need to hit just remind me of before
Had to show her the door, I had to show her the door
Shouldn't of let her in my heart I had to show her the door
Yea and now that we apart I never open that door

Yea lot up in my head I got lot up in my mind
Yea said she want me dead how come I don't feel surprised
Yea living on the edge I think I might jump tonight
Yea lil bitch we too for real I freestyle all the shit they write
Yea it just don't feel right this bitch don't know all of my songs
I smack the pen go grab the mic and we gone say all of our wrongs
Lil bitch don't even got the right cause I'm gone always treat her wrong
I had to kill the old me don't remember him at all



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Writer(s): Brayden Garza
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