Lost Minds
I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Hey, purple in my cup, make me feel like I'm 999
I'm sad as hell, told her she's really blind
Feel like I have nothing but drugs right here
She said, you're lost right here
Told her, pack a cigarette, cause you're stressin' dear
I think I need to be alone, okay
Purple all in this bitch, yeah hey
Said, Purple all in this bitch, yeah hey
Fuck a nigga up with sticks, ah hey wait
I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
I can't guarantee to save you
I can't guarantee to love you
Man, I'm goin' through myself with a stick
She said, her don't like karate chop a nigga
And I'm heartbroken, I'm sad
Pop pills when I'm on a plane
Had to hide it on that jet, and I know
Cause They would knock me down, they're okay
She break me long gone, okay
Told her, sad it's okay
I need her love, but I'm okay
I'm poppin' them drugs like it's steal hey
I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Hey
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Hey, purple in my cup, make me feel like I'm 999
I'm sad as hell, told her she's really blind
Feel like I have nothing but drugs right here
She said, you're lost right here
Told her, pack a cigarette, cause you're stressin' dear
I think I need to be alone, okay
Purple all in this bitch, yeah hey
Said, Purple all in this bitch, yeah hey
Fuck a nigga up with sticks, ah hey wait
I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
I can't guarantee to save you
I can't guarantee to love you
Man, I'm goin' through myself with a stick
She said, her don't like karate chop a nigga
And I'm heartbroken, I'm sad
Pop pills when I'm on a plane
Had to hide it on that jet, and I know
Cause They would knock me down, they're okay
She break me long gone, okay
Told her, sad it's okay
I need her love, but I'm okay
I'm poppin' them drugs like it's steal hey
I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Tryna be there for her, I think I lost my mind
Hey
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Writer(s): Alvino Rogers Allen
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