Mind Tricks
It's fuckin' spooky, nigga
Yeah (yeah)
30 shots, right hand, stir the pot
May Street murder block, that's real (May block, pussy), uh
Got the muzzle on the Glocks
Murder opps, murder cops, that's real
Play with me, you'll get your cap peeled (boom)
Hollow tips send 'em clips to Maxfields (boom-boom)
Lot of drip when I swim through Maxfield (fresh)
Spent a bag and I got a sack still
Twist my wrist and I got it back still
You don't know how five-hundred racks feel
He a snitch, what you with that rat still? (Huh?)
How is that real, my nigga? Shit (fuck outta here)
Sometimes my mind's playin' tricks on me (tricks on me)
I can't go to sleep without that blick on me (without that blick on me)
I can't believe that they switched on me (they switched on me)
I heard they tryna put a hit on me (they put a hit on me?)
Sometimes my mind's playin' tricks on me (tricks on me)
I can't go to sleep without that blick on me (without that blick on me)
I can't believe they tried to switch on me (they switched on me)
I heard they tryna put a hit on me, yeah (yeah)
30 shots, right hand, stir the pot
May Street, murder block, that's real, uh
Go the muzzle on the Glocks
Murder opps, murder cops, that's real (boom-boom)
Play with me, you'll get your cap peeled
Hollow tips send 'em clips to Maxfields (uh-huh)
Yeah
Yeah (yeah)
30 shots, right hand, stir the pot
May Street murder block, that's real (May block, pussy), uh
Got the muzzle on the Glocks
Murder opps, murder cops, that's real
Play with me, you'll get your cap peeled (boom)
Hollow tips send 'em clips to Maxfields (boom-boom)
Lot of drip when I swim through Maxfield (fresh)
Spent a bag and I got a sack still
Twist my wrist and I got it back still
You don't know how five-hundred racks feel
He a snitch, what you with that rat still? (Huh?)
How is that real, my nigga? Shit (fuck outta here)
Sometimes my mind's playin' tricks on me (tricks on me)
I can't go to sleep without that blick on me (without that blick on me)
I can't believe that they switched on me (they switched on me)
I heard they tryna put a hit on me (they put a hit on me?)
Sometimes my mind's playin' tricks on me (tricks on me)
I can't go to sleep without that blick on me (without that blick on me)
I can't believe they tried to switch on me (they switched on me)
I heard they tryna put a hit on me, yeah (yeah)
30 shots, right hand, stir the pot
May Street, murder block, that's real, uh
Go the muzzle on the Glocks
Murder opps, murder cops, that's real (boom-boom)
Play with me, you'll get your cap peeled
Hollow tips send 'em clips to Maxfields (uh-huh)
Yeah
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Writer(s): Demond Price, Jan Vetter, Cory Kennedy Bodyfelt
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