In My Mind Freestyle Lyrics

Literally we fall out of line, out of line

Can't start anywhere with you and I

Don't fall

It's Crossfinger Babies

Glttt, Bow, Bow

Lil' Bitch, Lil' bitch

Lil bitch, lil bitch

All them nights that we been in the blizz

Remember nights we was takin' them risks

Making plays tryna ball like the Knicks

Feel like Melo, I got it im clutch

Talk on sav, them shots gonna rush like

Catch a crowd, we call it a plus

You get shot if you not one of us

Free the nigga who jackin the L, like

Miss my niggas, I'm mushin' em well

I be hurtin', like how could you tell

Niggas told me anxiety kills

Say you love me, you lie to me still

Yeah, I'm hurt and, them scars never heal

I get mad, drown my kidneys in liquor

I quit prayin', got used to the sinning

Done with stress and I'm reachin' my limit

Fuck the clout, I don't want it, I'm finished

He a opp, then im I'm flockin' to kill him, took lil bro, now my heart like the winter

All this pain and I swear they gon' feel it

Pop a perk cause it help me with healing

Pour a deuce, cause I feel like I need it

I start tweakin', I'm ready to blitz

Keep a G in the car like a stitch

I be scorin', don't sit on the bench

Feel like Kobe, I score off a assist

And it's lit, for lil bro, yeah im letting it rinse

Call the guys and they ready to blitz

And for sav niggas takin' that risk

We gon' up if he makin' a diss

Catch lil Gif he get took off the list

Like, They don't know what it's like in the field

Niggas die before writing they will

So I stay with the G on me still

You want smoke , you get popped like a pill

Niggas pussy, it's free all the real

Get the guys like who go down for a drill

On the road, try to get me a mil

Think bout sav, and , it give me a chill

Miss them boys that we lost in the field

If you run up, I send you to meet him

From the block where it's hot like a fever

Still with niggas, my 140 demons

Drop a four, then my niggas gon' leave him

He get hit, now he gaspin' and leakin

He push up, then I go off the deep end

He push up, then I up it, no reaching

To them niggas to get on the defense

We be stompin', don't leave any creases

For my brother, don't give me no reason

Pop a Perc and I turn to a demon

For my brother, don't give me no reason

Pop a Perc and I go off the deep end

For my brother, don't give me no reason

Pop a Perc and I

LIKE

BOW, BOW BOW BOW

L-G-M

Lil' bitch, lil' bitch

Lil' bitch