Mind Games
Eastside
Southside
Westside
Northside
We worldwide
And don't lie
And don't try
You come around my hood we ride And die yeah woah
Grab my hand, we takin' off into The stars and we just gotta go
Body so vicious when we rollin' in The lane
You got it, baby, you just actin' Savage
Take a pill when you feel when the Heart breaks
I'm surrounded by the people that Would not play
Fuck the feeling when the women See your cards play
Hopping God, he can see that my Heart prays Cold cold
Back to the fact that my people Wanna see me, see me, see me, Yeah
Hey The truth never heals from The murder
Over time, how it heels have you Herd her
I was busy making money on the Dark side
I just did it for my daughter, for The better life better life, better Life You will see, you would do, You would slide
You would know,
You would go
You would show
Hey, you Roots, cold kill em
Promise me we'll sleep all through The night to feel no pain, though
Too bad in this day and age, they Put you through those games, Though yeah
They never gave a fuck about us Never gave a fuck about our skin Color
Eastside
Southside
Westside
Northside
We worldwide
And don't lie
And don't try
You come around my hood we ride And die yeah woah
You just traveled through the city, You designer
Body defining off the fragrance of Designer
Catching the feeling when you see It in the mind, yeah
Don't you know it's mine, yeah Don't you know it's time, yeah, Whoa
Don't you know it's time, don't You know it's mine
Don't you know I'm ready to just Fly into this universe I'm ready to Just shine
Cause you know I'm cold
You're just moving slow on your paper roll, hey
Time ticking that tune, lost in this Hoedown Motown when jamming All to the roots, got me peaking Off of my shrooms
Your body's in the room, moving Up on my life scale Father time got Me on the move
I'm talking your Sands in the glass When taking shots with the flask Two
Holding hands, you see the block, You rest assured, I got them too
Fucked up and I'm moon dancing, I never stop when I reach the top
Competition stands, hit it out the Park when I'm all in, when I hit The road
Going inferno, disco, it burns Though When you spin the vinyl, See my child
When the idol grooms and you Feel her grow You're talking it's Nothing,
Double shot of Goose, chill Nothing
You're talking this blood
It's just nine five six and we just Cold
Yeah you know
Southside
Westside
Northside
We worldwide
And don't lie
And don't try
You come around my hood we ride And die yeah woah
Grab my hand, we takin' off into The stars and we just gotta go
Body so vicious when we rollin' in The lane
You got it, baby, you just actin' Savage
Take a pill when you feel when the Heart breaks
I'm surrounded by the people that Would not play
Fuck the feeling when the women See your cards play
Hopping God, he can see that my Heart prays Cold cold
Back to the fact that my people Wanna see me, see me, see me, Yeah
Hey The truth never heals from The murder
Over time, how it heels have you Herd her
I was busy making money on the Dark side
I just did it for my daughter, for The better life better life, better Life You will see, you would do, You would slide
You would know,
You would go
You would show
Hey, you Roots, cold kill em
Promise me we'll sleep all through The night to feel no pain, though
Too bad in this day and age, they Put you through those games, Though yeah
They never gave a fuck about us Never gave a fuck about our skin Color
Eastside
Southside
Westside
Northside
We worldwide
And don't lie
And don't try
You come around my hood we ride And die yeah woah
You just traveled through the city, You designer
Body defining off the fragrance of Designer
Catching the feeling when you see It in the mind, yeah
Don't you know it's mine, yeah Don't you know it's time, yeah, Whoa
Don't you know it's time, don't You know it's mine
Don't you know I'm ready to just Fly into this universe I'm ready to Just shine
Cause you know I'm cold
You're just moving slow on your paper roll, hey
Time ticking that tune, lost in this Hoedown Motown when jamming All to the roots, got me peaking Off of my shrooms
Your body's in the room, moving Up on my life scale Father time got Me on the move
I'm talking your Sands in the glass When taking shots with the flask Two
Holding hands, you see the block, You rest assured, I got them too
Fucked up and I'm moon dancing, I never stop when I reach the top
Competition stands, hit it out the Park when I'm all in, when I hit The road
Going inferno, disco, it burns Though When you spin the vinyl, See my child
When the idol grooms and you Feel her grow You're talking it's Nothing,
Double shot of Goose, chill Nothing
You're talking this blood
It's just nine five six and we just Cold
Yeah you know
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Escamilla
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