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ItzKinng x Static Frass

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(Chorus)
I just be stuck in my mind
I get so lost in my thoughts

Okay

Trapping myself like a mime
I start to drown in the sauce

I pray

You can get lost in the grind
Talk you get smoked like a dime
Don’t play x2

(Static’s Verse)
I just be stuck in my mind
I can’t get lost
Nigga I stay in floss
U say want be a boss
Show u the price
U think u got what it cost

Lies
I see the bitch ya eyes
Pop out the cut like surprise
If I get denied
I’m coming back my niggas we mobbing n take the supplies
Gotta get by

Know Y these nigga mad at me
I stay charged up like a battery
They talking shit but not @in me
Got baby moms in my gallery
Feel like I study anatomy

Hmm
I treat they words like my allergies
They blow my mind with the chattery
Writing a masterpiece n blow they mind with my mastery
U think u ready to match wit me
I think not

I just be stuck in the grind
I had focus my mind
Niggas be lurking I swear they wanna leach of my shine
I gotta watch how they smile
That wild

They wanna see when I snap
They thinking this Is an act
The weight be piling I carry the world on my back
Still U won’t catch me ina back
Don’t wait

(Chorus)
I just be stuck in my mind
I get so lost in my thoughts

Okay

Trapping myself like a mime
I start to drown in the sauce

I pray

You can get lost in the grind
Talk you get smoked like a dime
Don’t play x2


(King)
(Verse)w mv aa we
You can get lost in the grind
You cannot feed off our clout
Niggas is chatting
But what are they chatting about
Swear on the gang
Just tryna see a way out

(wait)

I’m going vertical
Gimme a beat and I’ll murder you
Maybe a verse or 2

These niggas is mad
They watching my steps
And i could peep that its hurting you

Y’all niggas don’t worry me
You can get lost in the grind
Take it personally

State of emergency
I am a demon
Only death can murder me

You know what that mean
These niggas want smoke
Static You tryna match me

Ya bitch like a crash scene
Breaking her back
She can’t bend like a bad knee

Hope you don’t tag me
Swipe her , dip and I leave
Stolen flatscreen

Get popped like a ache
Pop out the cut
Have you running like a track team
So

Don’t lose ya mind
Don’t lose ya girl
Don’t lose ya life
Don’t play

I’m at a bag
Top of the world
She said she like my word play

Head in my note
Pen on my book
Everydays like a work day

I got the drip
She thirsty
Foot on the gas, In first place

In y’all eyes I am the target
I’m Not even worried I’m off it
No time on the clock

Bitches be fed up cuz I’m on the market
You wild if you think I’m on lock
Not on my watch

I’m hungry I’m starving
Just know that I’m cooking
I grind for the pot
These niggas is bugging
So f*ck what you heard
Watch ya back we patrolling on the block

So Don’t wait

(Chorus)
I just be stuck in my mind
I get so lost in my thoughts

Okay

Trapping myself like a mime
I start to drown in the sauce

I pray

You can get lost in the grind
Talk you get smoked like a dime
Don’t play x2

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