Sick Mind Lyrics

Hit a mothafucka with Mossberg pump

To the chest and I'm aiming my Glock

Pointed right at your head

Talking that shit bitch

So that's what you get

I do not fuck with you, I'm bouta flip

Hit mothafucka in the dome piece

Why they all talking

Like they thinking like they know me

Aye

Tie a mothafucka then I throw 'em in the back seat

Dump him in the river as I'm laughing

Aye

Murder is living inside of my mind

And I can't get away from it

I don't know why

I do not fuck with no labels

No handouts, no fake shit bitch

You are just wasting your time

I just focus on myself

My gang, my bank roll

I do not need any help

Wouldn't have gotten this far fearing to fail

In the end, we all just burning in hell

Lately I'm losing patience

Sometimes I think that I'm going insane

Ever just sit back and think

That one day we all just end in the grave

Some say this life is a game

Get the fuck out of my way

I live and I die for my gang

I better go out with a bang

Im pickin a plot

Look in the barrel

I'm findin the end of the lot

You gon find fate

When your soul breaks

You give in

Till your mind takes over

And all that little shit

That you put up

But you want more

With the time left

Could you spend it?

But could you die for it?

Got trip Six

Cause my mind sick

They don't mix

Until I find a fix

You can't lie

With a full supply

Don't pick an itch

You live a borin life

It's been a minute

Since I been at home

I been feelin so timid

I been alone

I'm trapped away

It's my mistake

I'll be the one

To try to find a way