(talking)
I know, I know two wrongs don't make a right
But, sometimes n***** be tripping, knowI'msaying
[Fiend]
That dirty thing went pow, all I could say was
Look what quickly happened to that yapping n***** I rap
I'm foul, you heard my side of the f****** story
My cousin Tory, with a twenty for me but I wanted the glory
Now spot him I didn't seen, scouted out his team
Get punked, 'fore I jump, b**ping that old fiend
Hit a lick and say cuz, I'm heading to the city
Incase I don't take him, I think my God won't forgive me
And just because money famous all my cars pretty
Don't mean this star gone b**** on getting s*****
I heard this b******, was repping on some past s***
With a spot why I blasted, with somebody in a casket
(Chorus - 2x)
I think I'm losing my mind, I think I'm losing my mind
I think I'm losing my mind, I think I'm losing my mind
I feel like using that nine, I feel like using that nine
I feel like using that nine, I feel like using that nine
[Fiend]
These evil thoughts want out, trying to avoid
The paranoid thoughts of, taking the wrong route
f*** wrong when you hungry and can't take it
Situations be made out of glass and can break it
Fouls I'm that child being broke, won't find me
Early death, won't catch me and standing behind me
Now the LAZ-E Boy so don't try to recline me
A three strike system might bout to be find me
Look my, nerves are bad, inherit em from my dad
Behind cold hard cash ready to go mad
I, thumb through your pad ready with flammable gas
And your pants will be burned n**** formulating blood baths
(Chorus - 2x)
I think I'm losing my mind1 "I'm Losing My Mind" by FIEND
I feel like using that nine
I think I'm losing my mind
I feel like using that nine
(talking)
(Man hold on here a minute, I just spent five m************ years
Y'all ain't talking bout, I'm losing my mind, I'm using my nine
Man what is you talking bout) Man, you know what, you right youknowI'msaying
Where I'm from n***** don't be yapping they reacting, I'ma get it on though
(Now that's what I'm talking bout) give me a pound give me something like that
(Hell yeah) (*gun shot*)
BA!!!! mother b**** f***** boy don't you ever disrespect me when I'm talking
I know, I know two wrongs don't make a right
But, sometimes n***** be tripping, knowI'msaying
[Fiend]
That dirty thing went pow, all I could say was
Look what quickly happened to that yapping n***** I rap
I'm foul, you heard my side of the f****** story
My cousin Tory, with a twenty for me but I wanted the glory
Now spot him I didn't seen, scouted out his team
Get punked, 'fore I jump, b**ping that old fiend
Hit a lick and say cuz, I'm heading to the city
Incase I don't take him, I think my God won't forgive me
And just because money famous all my cars pretty
Don't mean this star gone b**** on getting s*****
I heard this b******, was repping on some past s***
With a spot why I blasted, with somebody in a casket
(Chorus - 2x)
I think I'm losing my mind, I think I'm losing my mind
I think I'm losing my mind, I think I'm losing my mind
I feel like using that nine, I feel like using that nine
I feel like using that nine, I feel like using that nine
[Fiend]
These evil thoughts want out, trying to avoid
The paranoid thoughts of, taking the wrong route
f*** wrong when you hungry and can't take it
Situations be made out of glass and can break it
Fouls I'm that child being broke, won't find me
Early death, won't catch me and standing behind me
Now the LAZ-E Boy so don't try to recline me
A three strike system might bout to be find me
Look my, nerves are bad, inherit em from my dad
Behind cold hard cash ready to go mad
I, thumb through your pad ready with flammable gas
And your pants will be burned n**** formulating blood baths
(Chorus - 2x)
I think I'm losing my mind1 "I'm Losing My Mind" by FIEND
I feel like using that nine
I think I'm losing my mind
I feel like using that nine
(talking)
(Man hold on here a minute, I just spent five m************ years
Y'all ain't talking bout, I'm losing my mind, I'm using my nine
Man what is you talking bout) Man, you know what, you right youknowI'msaying
Where I'm from n***** don't be yapping they reacting, I'ma get it on though
(Now that's what I'm talking bout) give me a pound give me something like that
(Hell yeah) (*gun shot*)
BA!!!! mother b**** f***** boy don't you ever disrespect me when I'm talking