Look Into My Mind (Thru Hell)
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Walk with a nigga thru hell (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They tryna' put a nigga brain in a cell
I gotta run up all these racks to make bail
A big stoner you can see the smoke trail
Yeah
I gotta get it give a fuck if I fail
Nigga gotta get it with me cuz I'm burning my trail
I had so much fire in me what I felt I couldn't tell
Hmm, then a nigga started rappin'
A little money got to stackin'
I used to fall into the background but bow I be the captain
Oh yeah you know a nigga tapped in
I'm a legend in the making, it depends on who you asking but -
Lil TG gon' be the one to keep it slappin'
Im a bad motherfucker, motherfucker
Michael Jackson
Just take a look inside my mind and you might find out why I'm spazzin'
Walk with a nigga thru hell
These niggas say they on they grind, I can't tell
But I'm focused on mine and a nigga doing well
I'm pushing forward, got no time for looking back, I can't dwell
Got me workin' thru the evening
Ten thousand hours in achieving
A young lil nigga on the climb I ain't fell
Look into a nigga mind, it's fried, oh well
Yeah
I need some racks on my plate, yeah
Run up these racks keep 'em safe, yeah
I keep them racks in my safe, yeah
Yeah
Got me feeling like I can't escape, yeah
Whipping these words that's my fate, yeah
Lot at stake, make sure family straight, yeah
My shoulders hurting, on my back, a lotta weight
Duffel bag, racks for The Great
Like a fat kid, I love cake
I had to get out of my head it ain't safe
I take a tab and lose my mind I don't chase
I'm getting higher til it ain't no more space
I broke the ceiling now a nigga in space
The stars shining, like my fuckin' watch face (yeah, uh)
Walk with a nigga thru hell
These niggas say they on they grind, I can't tell
But I'm focused on mine and a nigga doing well
I'm pushing forward, got no time for looking back, I can't dwell
Got me workin' thru the evening
Ten thousand hours in achieving
A young lil nigga on the climb I ain't fell
Look into a nigga mind, it's fried, oh well
Yeah, aye
I got a lotta goals, nigga
Oh yeah I'm tryna' push the rolls, nigga
Need my wrist like my heart, on froze, nigga
I was born with a heart of gold, nigga
But this cruel world had turned it cold, nigga
So call friends turn they back on me
When I'm on they'll be back you'll see
My heart pure this a travesty
Why they always tryna' use a nigga?
It's cool cuz yo bitch tryna' choose a nigga
I hit and fade like Boosie, nigga
You thinkin' you one step ahead but I heard everything you said
Really though, can't fool me nigga
Stripped bolt, can't screw a nigga
Big bro keep toolie, nigga
Yeah
Walk with a nigga thru hell
These niggas say they on they grind, I can't tell
But I'm focused on mine and a nigga doing well
I'm pushing forward, got no time for looking back, I can't dwell
Got me workin' thru the evening
Ten thousand hours in achieving
A young lil nigga on the climb I ain't fell
Look into a nigga mind, it's fried, oh well
Yeah, uh
Walk with a nigga thru hell
Bitch I'm on the climb, I ain't fell
Is niggas really on they grind?
Cant tell (yeah)
Yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Walk with a nigga thru hell (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They tryna' put a nigga brain in a cell
I gotta run up all these racks to make bail
A big stoner you can see the smoke trail
Yeah
I gotta get it give a fuck if I fail
Nigga gotta get it with me cuz I'm burning my trail
I had so much fire in me what I felt I couldn't tell
Hmm, then a nigga started rappin'
A little money got to stackin'
I used to fall into the background but bow I be the captain
Oh yeah you know a nigga tapped in
I'm a legend in the making, it depends on who you asking but -
Lil TG gon' be the one to keep it slappin'
Im a bad motherfucker, motherfucker
Michael Jackson
Just take a look inside my mind and you might find out why I'm spazzin'
Walk with a nigga thru hell
These niggas say they on they grind, I can't tell
But I'm focused on mine and a nigga doing well
I'm pushing forward, got no time for looking back, I can't dwell
Got me workin' thru the evening
Ten thousand hours in achieving
A young lil nigga on the climb I ain't fell
Look into a nigga mind, it's fried, oh well
Yeah
I need some racks on my plate, yeah
Run up these racks keep 'em safe, yeah
I keep them racks in my safe, yeah
Yeah
Got me feeling like I can't escape, yeah
Whipping these words that's my fate, yeah
Lot at stake, make sure family straight, yeah
My shoulders hurting, on my back, a lotta weight
Duffel bag, racks for The Great
Like a fat kid, I love cake
I had to get out of my head it ain't safe
I take a tab and lose my mind I don't chase
I'm getting higher til it ain't no more space
I broke the ceiling now a nigga in space
The stars shining, like my fuckin' watch face (yeah, uh)
Walk with a nigga thru hell
These niggas say they on they grind, I can't tell
But I'm focused on mine and a nigga doing well
I'm pushing forward, got no time for looking back, I can't dwell
Got me workin' thru the evening
Ten thousand hours in achieving
A young lil nigga on the climb I ain't fell
Look into a nigga mind, it's fried, oh well
Yeah, aye
I got a lotta goals, nigga
Oh yeah I'm tryna' push the rolls, nigga
Need my wrist like my heart, on froze, nigga
I was born with a heart of gold, nigga
But this cruel world had turned it cold, nigga
So call friends turn they back on me
When I'm on they'll be back you'll see
My heart pure this a travesty
Why they always tryna' use a nigga?
It's cool cuz yo bitch tryna' choose a nigga
I hit and fade like Boosie, nigga
You thinkin' you one step ahead but I heard everything you said
Really though, can't fool me nigga
Stripped bolt, can't screw a nigga
Big bro keep toolie, nigga
Yeah
Walk with a nigga thru hell
These niggas say they on they grind, I can't tell
But I'm focused on mine and a nigga doing well
I'm pushing forward, got no time for looking back, I can't dwell
Got me workin' thru the evening
Ten thousand hours in achieving
A young lil nigga on the climb I ain't fell
Look into a nigga mind, it's fried, oh well
Yeah, uh
Walk with a nigga thru hell
Bitch I'm on the climb, I ain't fell
Is niggas really on they grind?
Cant tell (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Nabil Latafi
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