Текст песни
Yeah, look. Lot of shit up on my mind though. Used to walk through the city as a youngin' With a blindfold. Eat a ramen over crime dough. Dap you up and call you brother, but he Never really slid though. On my grind so dedicated like I never been, And it was written so we never win. But we flipped that, can't believe it, But we did that. Always kept it true, I Know they dig that. Look, I'm from the 30 where the walls molded. Stood tall through a situation y'all folded. Cold heart frozen, leaving broads broken, And I ain't never fucking with the way that Y'all rolling. Look, new grams on the old scale. And if you keep trying then you won't fail. It is your mind you gotta know well. I been counting up Franklins since the snow fell. It's a lot of bullshit on my mind. I'm trying to work it out but I ain't Got no time. I be in the streets, I'm Tryna count up every dime. They say they got my back, but is they Really slid? Yeah. It's a lot of bullshit on my mind. I'm trying to work it out but I ain't Got no time. I be in the streets, I'm Tryna count up every dime. They say they got my back, but is they Really slid? Yeah. This shit I'm going through ridiculous. Had a lot of hope at 12 years old Rapping on instruments. I grew up difficult, my life wasn't no simpleness. I'm living risky and plus my life is so Limitless. I'm in the trap packing up bags at Night. Mama know that I ain't that right. A nigga sitting in that dark hole, I'm tryna Find the light. Day and night, fighting with my Shorty tryna make it right. Even when I'm not there better make sure that That pussy tight. Still love you even though you Couldn't make it. I'm wondering is this my karma, I'm really mistaken. It was on the way on The road and you really gon' take it. Sometime mentally stuck I'm wondering how I'm gon' Make it. Yeah. Started selling weed at 13, I was getting bread. I'm not proud of it, But a nigga did what he did. Now I'm looking out the window for the fucking Feds. Waking up and count my money first thing In my head. It's a lot of bullshit on My mind. I'm trying to work it out but I ain't got no time. I be in the streets, I'm tryna count up Every dime. They say they got my back, But is they really slid? Yeah. It's a lot of bullshit on my mind. I'm trying to work it out but I ain't Got no time. I be in the streets, I'm Tryna count up every dime. They say they got my back, but is they Really slid? Yeah.
AdyB, Maxomatic — On My Mind
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