My Mind

F*ck it get this bread Smokin on your friend This money on my mind so I put it on yo head F*ck it get this bread Smokin on your friend This money on my mind so I put it on yo head Back roads through the hood I get pulled over then it's over God bless all the killas dont need X they slidin sober Opp pack on designer this exotic got a oder I'm breakin the whole dash a supercharger on the motor I know he mad we left his cousin body in the ocean I built it from the bottom and I did it no promotion She fuckin with a rat come take a sip of this new potion The bullets hit his body newton's second law of motion I'm real I got estate I guess they callin me a broker That bc nigga linkin up with yuvy mediocre I'm 19 sippin 42 I'm only gettin older That nigga fucked her over in my head I'm like I told her They had you in yo living room with family and you folded Denying accusations I ain't see it blindfolded A leech up in my circle I ain't know that he done molded Don't really give a f*ck about yo bitch or what that hoe did A switchup on that blicky make it fully automatic He hidin in that condo they don't really want the static Sometimes when I don't have no marijuana im erratic Corruption they conveying generations systematic Helped these niggas stabbed me in the back after I feed em Keep all of them hoes man f*ck these bitches I don't need em Opps is rats or snitch's it's like god started to breed em I showed you what love feel like you don't even know the meanin We was making blood money yall were quarantining Pop a perky numb the pain these drugs they help the healin Reachin heights like everyday don't even know my ceiling They finally got the bread the family puttin the appeal in Rap shit never work then like a blackjack ill be dealin Ship a parcel straight thru CP I was triple vaccum sealin Go and check the score man we been smokin on yo mans He went and bought a P and now they break it into grams In middle school these faggots had O2s and carried cans And now we droppin bodies on they block because we can I'm rappin what I live if you don't like it you a fan That pussy whippin that blue beamer it's like terry fox he ran F*ck it get this bread Smokin on your friend This money on my mind so I put it on yo head F*ck it get this bread Smokin on your friend This money on my mind so I put it on yo head