Mixed Emotions (Rihanna) Lyrics

They say more money more guns more problems

More money more guns

And they say more money more guns more problems

Problems in my head man I wish that I could solve them

Miss my brother OJ at football he was a scholar

They need to free my nigga feds knew he was a problem

Walk a nigga down we ain't gon talk up on the internet

Brodie dumped the stick and he gon shoot until he empty it

I been out the way I'm finding peace why don't you get it yet

Can't put me in no coffin I'm to fly I need a private jet

Aye and I'm to fly I need a pinky ring

Fake love Real hate two different things

Stevie wonder cops come no I ain't see a thing

Niggas out here telling fuck rats no I can't hang wit heem

Nah no I can't hang wit heem

Stevie wonder cops come no I ain't see a thing

Not at all

No I ain't see a thing

Not at all

And I've been moving slowly listen to me closely

Is you on my side if the rollers come and roll me

Need you on my side cause at night I'm feeling lonely

Smoking all this kush and all this drank that I be pouring

Niggas say it's love but they ain't never show me love

Drunk up in the section getting high in the club

Looking at this hoe and I can tell she wanna fuck

Lil ice spice bitch I can tell that she a munch

And I be having voices in my head feel like ima die they say I'm next

Ima shoot my shot don't care about a ref

Missing all my dawgs but I ain't a vet

She fucking wit a winner know I am the best

I get in my zone and run up a check

Trip out of town no need to be stressed

Gun on me now I'm tryna stay blessed

And they say more money more guns more problems

Problems in my head man I wish that I could solve them

Miss my brother OJ at football he was a scholar

They need to free my nigga feds knew he was a problem

Walk a nigga down we ain't gon talk up on the internet

Brodie dumped the stick and he gon shoot until he empty it

I been out the way I'm finding peace why don't you get it yet

Can't put me in no coffin I'm to fly I need a private jet

I'm friends with the monster inside of my head

Get along with the voices inside of my head

You trying to save me stop holding your breathe

And you think I'm crazy yea you think I'm crazy

And I've been moving slowly listen to me closely

Is you on my side if the rollers come and roll me

Need you on my side cause at night I'm feeling lonely

Smoking all this kush and all this drank that I be pouring

Niggas say it's love but they ain't never show me love

Drunk up ina section getting high in the club

Looking at this hoe and I can tell she wanna fuck

Lil Ice spice bitch I can tell that she a munch