MIND GONE

Yeah, uh-huh, it's finesse Uh, what really happens Damn, the shit I think about When I'm alone, nigga Imma Run it, I'ma run it Only thing thats on my mind Nigga gotta eat the shine Means I gotta feed the grind You can want it, you can have it But you gotta get it right F*ck it nigga live your life This shit right here could end tonight I came to run it And now they nosy asking all these questions Why they tripping on finesse Man I'm tryna get it together Why they can't give me a second They just cannot let me be Why they worried bout what's going on my mind and what I think Why they wanna pick on me Why they wanna pick my brain Maybe cause they really know that this little nigga insane I saw a vision of the game To get rid of you little lames So a nigga spitting that cane And the junkies lifting the flame And mane, same shit, nigga, we all got problems That's why when I see you grinding I mind my business, don't bother Shit, we all got flaws man We all tryna ball, man I got a good attorney But it's still f*ck the law man I always try to tell you, you don't listen And so I'm in my bedroom Lonely, staring at the ceiling Shit I know I'm gifted Or maybe it's the weed Or maybe that there really is A better place for me Yeah, uh They try to tell me that my mind is gone Like I've been sipping on that styrofoam What really happens when the time is gone The shit I think about when I'm alone I'm realer So now I'm doing for the best of me I feel like now I got the recipe None of you other niggas stressing me I came to run this shit So best believe, I'm trilla I came to run it Straight to the front I am not looking back I can't banter with all the chat I'm commanding y'all just kick back Understand that this shit's a trap Understand that your shit is whack I demand that you just quit that I'm the man you niggas get lapped, fast See the checkered flag, and they raise it in the air Is that smoke or the clouds These niggas blaze it in the air And they hate, but I don't care Cause I'm paying all of my dues And a lot of these niggas scared But I'm saying these words for you This music is all I know This music is all I got So I'm letting you feel my soul And I'm letting you in my thoughts These niggas acting like hoes And they questioning like the cops So you niggas be on your toes Cause these people want what you got They asking me questions that are irrelevant Pay homage to the veterans The music is the medicine See, they be asking me questions And I'm not telling shit Just because they buying That don't mean a nigga selling it Yeah, uh They try to tell me that my mind is gone Like I've been sipping on that styrofoam What really happens when the time is gone The shit I think about when I'm alone I'm realer So now I'm doing for the best of me I feel like now I got the recipe None of you other niggas stressing me I came to run this shit So best believe, I'm trilla Imma run it, imma run it Only thing that's on my mind Nigga gotta eat to shine Means I gotta feed to grind If you want it, you can have it But you gotta get it right F*ck it, nigga, live the life This shit right here could end tonight You could love it, you could hate it But we still gon' be like this Nigga, how we g like this How we kill them beats like this Imma run it, Imma run it Only thing that's on my mind Nigga gotta eat to shine Means I gotta feed the grind