Lyrics:
Tunnel vision, when I got you on my mind
Walking in the dark and I’m falling every time
Landing made of daggers all lined up in my spine
I miss you
can't you realize
That when you look into my eyes
I'm not afraid to die
I got demons in my mind yeah
Yeah rolling it up (fuck)
Smoking a dub (yeah)
Don't
I'm on the road, I'm on my own
I've got my mind made up, no I ain't going home
Head for the city, follow my dreams
I ended up in a town called New
shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (deuces)
I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better
No more tryna make it work (deuces)
You made me
mind over matter it's got a true-school-blue
betty cracker made it better
poindex the flex to track by Busta
with a little bit of sore from
a grip, I'm just tryna
Get a grip
My Ciabatta
My bread my prophecies still chase that
And I'll be on track
But my mind be callin' private
I picked up
rhyme?
Is a fuckin porcupine half swine?
No time to make up your mind, you wanna run or die?
Clip you while you're running by, trip you up from behind
You ain't never made love with a real nigga, I can tell by the way that I deal with ya
I ain't nothin' like a ex, I'm a real nigga, Spittin' game, I
I got a girl and she treat me fine
But the homies all think that
I'm losin my mind i'm trippin and I know it
Cause I'm all nerved up
'Cause everytime
it out real quick - cuz my mind is runnin' outta time
Not sure if I could come up out it
Where the land of the rose not the kind made of gold but
Ford
And I ain't thugging, they clapping at me, a encore
Got a dark heart, bright mind, make women crazy
I give her D, I throw up two, I call that shit
similar to me
Maybe you wanted someone thicker than me, fitter than me
To satisfy you quicker than me
I got your baby in my stomach and you did this
might've made it by now, and had buzz
So, sit back, 'cause I've had it
This means way more than just rap shit
If you put my back up against the wall
I'ma put
here
I'm trying to transform you boys to men like daycare"
Ay, there's money to be made and niggas got the picture
Stopped playing with my paper
here
I'm trying to transform you boys to men like daycare"
Ay, there's money to be made and niggas got the picture
Stopped playing with my paper
Tell me, what do you see when you look in my eyes? (Yeah)
Got a lot on my mind
Hopin' I never be goin' out of my mind
Been tryna mature without
of this night
Like now or never, got strenght and pride
When I feel the music I'm loosing control
Of my mind, my body, my heart and my soul
Let's go- make
Ballas still winning
Team on my back when I hop on this track
When I hop on this track, I feel like I’m on a trampoline
I light them up whether or not I
stops and pops
Follicles from off of the top of your knots
And it's got your block heads popping off
Hey! my name is
Well never mind that cos I'm not
inches of penis some rap skills and the mind of a genius
You got hoes you got flows I got a dream though
To spit over tracks and get cream like a casino
got me fucked up
In my mind
I'm using my heart
For the last time
Last time was the last time
But this time I'm for real
Tired of wasting time with
If you're not gonna follow go the fuck home
Losing my mind lost track of all time
I'm just trying to find my place up in the sky
The air at night
marathon
All I know if flex and grind, what the flock? I gotta shine
I wanna hit it, wanna hit it, got that bitch on my mind
Ain’t no thin ones over here,
shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (deuces)
I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better
No more tryna make it work (deuces)
You made me
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