Mind
Clavish, Fredo
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Tell me, can you read my mind? (My mind) I'm in the trenches with my killers, tryna lead the blind (blind) Lookin' forward, I ain't even tryna see behind Miss my brudda, on my mother I won't even lie, they tryna read my mind How you bruddas gonna read my thoughts? (How?) It's been dark up on the streets, we had to keep a torch (keep) My nigga died, have my mind up in the deepest thoughts My akh will drop a body way before he's eatin' pork Yeah, I'm a young savage, and I f*ck with young Clavish The gang gang does damage, then I make them guns vanish (guns) This is Pattern Gang, them man are un-patterned How you niggas drillers when you only done like one stabbin' (hahaha) Free big ahk, they done him up well (free 'em) F*ck that place it's hell, my guys have done enough cells I'm at that stage in my life, where I can f*ck your mum or your girl (which one?) If he's rattin', then it's no cappin', we're cuttin' his tail Them man are gangsters on the road, then don't come out the cell He went into jail a man, but he come out a girl Bitch made, I've seen Sav'O gettin' active with a switchblade My niggas drip in jail, while your niggas wait on kit change I flip cane, the .32 auto, that's a mid-range But I got somethin', that will hit your cousin from a big way I'm doin' 236's in like six days And I ain't even goin' hardest in the trap, I switch lanes Tell me, can you read my mind? (My mind) I'm in the trenches with my killers, tryna lead the blind (blind) Lookin' forward, I ain't even tryna see behind Miss my brudda, on my mother I won't even lie, they tryna read my mind How you bruddas gonna read my thoughts? (How?) It's been dark up on the streets, we had to keep a torch (keep) My nigga died, have my mind up in the deepest thoughts My akh will drop a body way before he's eatin' pork I seen it all, I spin the block regular My opps they can't sleep at all Headed to the top but now some niggas wanna see me fall They say I'm just a rapper but I score points Check the board, check his t-shirt, check my CV, check the floor I don't make songs for the festivals, I been on glides You ain't been on nothin', grow some testicles Crazy life, only had my bussy for like two days My nigga's ex-girl's tryna f*ck me, let's be sensible Tell me would you ride me for me? Honestly, possibly? Any yute I stabbed up, could not get an apology My darg got killed, his dad was talkin' 'bout snitchin' I don't wanna see his killer lifed off, I rather see him on a T She's too busy tryna read my mind Time is money so my nigga popped a Dweller like I needed time I secure the bag, I'm seein' mine Tell her pop down, odor, save your breath, I don't need advice Tell me, can you read my mind? (My mind) I'm in the trenches with my killers, tryna lead the blind (blind) Lookin' forward, I ain't even tryna see behind Miss my brudda, on my mother I won't even lie, they tryna read my mind How you bruddas gonna read my thoughts? (How?) It's been dark up on the streets, we had to keep a torch (keep) My nigga died, have my mind up in the deepest thoughts My akh will drop a body way before he's eatin' pork
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Written by: Marvin Bailey, Clavish, Arkz Beatz
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