Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Belton
Songwriter
Keyontay Leach
Songwriter
Jordan Smith
Songwriter
Charles Jennings
Songwriter
Lyrics
I been tryna keep it honest but it take so long
The trap been callin back to back like you been gone too long
But it's a trap aye aye it's a trap
The money good that's why I keep going back
My Mind, My Mind (aye)
Swear you cross that shit all the time
My Mind, My Mind
Said you don't love me then that's alright
My Mind, My Mind
It's a trap (trap) it's a trap (trap)
My Mind, My Mind (yea)
It's a trap, it's a trap (Trap)
Them lil niggas showed me 10 and got to thinking I ain't have it
Then I upped a hundred thousand muhfucka I ain't average
I was trappin out Elantras, see the police and I'm mashin
Put this bitch in sport, watch how quick I disappear in traffic
Niggas turned they back on me, thought I'd be the one in last
Then I went all the way up, I got these niggas lookin bad
I can count a million quick yea I'm so good at doin math
762 hit yo body it's gone cut yo ass in half aye
All they do is look but they won't speak to me
I be being bool cuz niggas sweet to me
I can drop a bag and have em posted on yo street for weeks
Or give lil bro the lo and it be over fo he go to sleep
I been back and forth to court since I was 17
I'm fightin felonies, that police shit be stressin me
I took his main bitch but she just give the neck to me
Her bestfriend bring that check to me
I'm P what you expect from me? (Big Trvp)
My Mind, My Mind
Swear you cross that shit all the time (Ayyye)
My Mind (aye) My Mind (what)
Said you don't love me then that's alright (it's alright)
My Mind (aye) My Mind (aye)
It's a trap, it's a trap
My Mind, My Mind
It's a trap, it's a trap
Uh
Look
I been official in this pocket
I'm a prophet (woo)
What's beneficial to my pockets
Is a profit (Paid)
If it's up, I take these niggas to a vegan spot (ugh)
The way I cook this shit
You couldn't tell if it was beef or not (shhh)
See I don't speak a lot
These niggas do enough of that
Done ran up half a ticket on you bitches
Tryna double back
The way I do the math I add it up
Then subtract you niggas
Leveled up
But keep the steel in case I gotta meddle with these average niggas
Done made my way up out the Mud
So now we trappin different
The math is different
Broke it down and see I had the vision
Far from what I used to be
Don't do the shit I used to do
I play with 223s
It's like two Jordans in a 2 on 2
Win for win these niggas lost again
It's sad to see
But then again the way shit goes
It's what it had to be
Legend in this bitch
I coach these niggas like I'm Prime
Put that on God
They couldn't live with half the shit that's in My Mind (bitch)
My Mind, My Mind
Swear you cross that shit all the time (What!)
My Mind, My Mind
Said you don't love me then that's alright (ok,ok)
My Mind, My Mind (TRAP!)
It's a trap (aye) it's a trap
My Mind (wooo) My Mind
Swear you make a nigga wanna rewind (what, aye)
I been tryna keep it honest but it take so long
The trap been callin back to back like you been gone too long (brrrrr)
But it's a trap aye aye it's a trap (it's a what?)
The money good that's why I keep going back
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