Losing My Mind Lyrics

I been on the road with you

And I think that I'm losing my mind

The way she's dancing now

I think it could change my life

It was bout this time last year

Exotic bags in the mail

Wish my dawg he was still here

Gotta turn it up myself

Cause them old homies can't help

And them old hoes don't care

The way she's dancing now

I think it could change my life

It was bout this time last year

Exotic bags in the mail

Wish my dawg he was still here

Gotta turn it up myself

Cause them old homies can't help

And them old hoes don't care

Rocket power I been skating

Put the speakers in the basement

Or in the living room

Duck down if the shoot

They would run in while we were eating

And I don't think that we would see them

Stay in the mix

Real shooter ran into his crib

At this party right here

F & N it don't jam it don't fail

That's my young nigga on bail

Right back to the streets

He gon give them some hell

Open my mail

I reminisce sometimes

I been on the road with you

And I think that I'm losing my mind

The way she's dancing now

I think it could change my life

It was bout this time last year

Exotic bags in the mail

Wish my dawg he was still here

Gotta turn it up myself

Cause them old homies can't help

And them old hoes don't care

I been on the road with you

And I think that I'm losing my mind

The way she's dancing now

I think it could change my life

It was bout this time last year

Exotic bags in the mail

Wish my dawg he was still here

Gotta turn it up myself

Cause them old homies can't help

And them old hoes don't care