Lyrics

My mind on my mind on dis bitch (nigga why) Distracted thoughts hinders me from getting rich (mortified) I ride on, I grind on, I flipped (4 da vine) Food for thought sky high chase da blimp (Its suicide) Impose my will, I Mc 4 real, book da deal, sex appeal mise Achilles' heel Chase Str8 from the waist Quick draw spot a nigga put a hole in his face blood raw G code live by die bout catcher in the rye on da fly Never my route quitting notta option dats for bitches It's a copt out beat trial from a mistrial judge was a night owl over 25 Still alive I stay low out in Brickell bay walk da road 4 j lo's niggas on payroll Wonder why I'm Turing up change clothes left my old chick everything She knew must goes my old custos see em And think back honest living treatin 2nd court as a trap Hallandale Show mad love still maroon masarati up da street niggas ill My mind on my mind on dis bitch (nigga why) Distracted thoughts hinders me from getting rich (mortified) I ride on, I grind on, I flipped (4 da vine) Food for thought sky high chase da blimp (Its suicide)
Writer(s): Michael Lindsey Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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