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Mm, mm, mm
Think I'm losing my mind
Feel I'm losing my mind
Mm, mm
All this trappin' I do, I think I'm losing my mind
Oh, oh, I think I'm losing my mind
Used to sleep at my mums with a gun for the bang
And Kitty told me not to whip it, that shit saved my life
Fuck top the whip, I put it in a freezer to drive
Seen a kiddie OD right in front of my eyes
Uh, since then, it's never left my mind
My nigga snaked me for racks, I was sitting inside
Then my soul talking to myself, "Someone's gotta die"
Gotta die, gotta die, gotta die, gotta die
Came home and I told bro, "We're sliding tonight"
If my niggas not on it, then I'll slide, me and I
I don't know who said to you niggas don't cry
That's a lie, that's a lie, that's a lie, that's a lie
Don't compare me to them, we're not alike
When I was picking up my calls, it's got me talking to the sky
Grew up in Hatfield, straight from Grenada
Real money-maker, bando got me caked up
I just got a new burner
I was 19 tryna catch a murder
Drug dealer and I love cash
'Member I was in a T house, a learner
Thinks he's a bad man, I can take it further
She wants a bad man, she don't want a worker
Said she have a man, me have a gyal too
But he don't really nurture, ah
Said she have a man, me have a gyal too
He's belling off her phone, no server
We're on a backroad, she ain't coming back home
Need to make it back home, think he in his trap phone
Free spot's booming, at the same time mad though
Who would have thought I'd make a living off a crack storm?
Who would have thought I'd make a killing off of robbing niggas?
Who would have thought I'd make a killing off of stains?
I never fought a bad blicky for my own niggas
I ain't thinking twice so just get him in his face
Things on my mind that just won't go away
Had to burn my clothes, it was covered in stains
Feels like for this street shit I was made
Even up in Barca, I got my flip blade
Smile on my face but I hold in so much pain
Hella drugs in this whip got me lookin' out for planes
Paranoia, got a new blicky for my old mates
Tell me how you got a gun, no bullets, but a chain
My nigga changed, that's when everything changed
My life's like a movie with all this cocaine
Done her on a peg and I'll do it up again
The way that man are talking is too profaane
All this trappin' I do, I think I'm losing my mind
Oh, oh, I think I'm losing my mind
Used to sleep at my mums with a gun for the bang
And Kitty told me not to whip it, that shit saved my life
Fuck top the whip, I put it in a freezer to drive
Seen a kiddie OD right in front of my eyes
Uh, since then, it's never left my mind
My nigga snaked me for racks, I was sitting inside
Then my soul talking to myself, "Someone's gotta die"
Gotta die, gotta die, gotta die, gotta die
Came home and I told bro, "We're sliding tonight"
If my niggas not on it, then I'll slide, me and I
I don't know who said to you niggas don't cry
That's a lie, that's a lie, that's a lie, that's a lie
Don't compare me to them, we're not alike
When I was picking up my calls, it's got me talking to the sky
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