In My Mind

(Check check one two nigga, yeah come on)

Why they playin' like I'm not that nigga Octagon, how we stop that nigga
I move sly, but if you look me in my eye I would never tell no lie about no cat
Cause I'm a dog and I'll put you where the fox at, nigga
Anyways, I been on a different retrospect Confess your debts
And this bitch gon confess her neck
I be takin' inspiration from the one before me When I say that shit, I'm talkin' X on X
And add a X on
She gon' skip her nigga like the next song
And probably play my shit on repeat like it's a Hex on
Got some niggas movin' weight, but never get they flex on
Trade a bitch a Telfar bag just for some Teflon

(I been feeling like i really gotta spit that shit for these niggas to feel me)
(Tired of getting on all these recycled ass beats)
(If you niggas can really rap come show me that shit)
(Cause I promise you ain't doing this)
(Imma do this shit til i'm gone too, fuck it bring the beat back in)

Tired of getting on recycled shit
Text the bitch, period, she gon' cycle this
He gon' get a strap, but got no aim, so watch his rifle miss
Give that hoe a heart up on our story and I don't like the bitch
Really reaching heights and shit
Do 150 on the fuckin' dash, that's a hyphen bitch
Okay, like, who nice as this
Know some niggas in the pen, but they know I ain't writin' this
And when I say that, it be comin' off the head
Just like this lead up in my head when I cock it back and un light the shit
They done left me alone, now I'm scorin', that's a ISO
I'm so motivated, I could pass my Idols
Brodie throw the 23 for free with his eyes closed
Hate a hating nigga, that be actin' like my side hoes
Walkin' with my eyes low, but my head high And when I say my eyes low, I'm in this red
eye
What you want, I'm near you, nigga, said I
Number nine the skull tee keep my dead eye