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Baby Smoove

Losing My Mind

 

Losing My Mind

(album: I'm Still Serious - 2018)


Yes, sir
Ay, yes, sir
Don't know who real, don't know who to trust
Round this bitch loose, I had to tighten up

Said I don't know who real, I don't know who to trust
Niggas round this bitch loose, I had to tighten up
I'm looking for a real bitch, I think I'm out of luck
I hit the road with that shit, I had to step it up
I'm here before ten, that's when the van come
You put your all in a ho, I know you feel dumb
He probably never had a K, don't make me use one
She know nigga too soft, she need a new one
Getting off on the clerk, I got a cool one
I can't hang with lame niggas who gotta prove something
You go out for some money, that ain't cool then
Every day I wake up thinking of some blue hunnids
You ain't made shit today, but it's a bad day
I remember being bound, had to sell my frames
Knives, gloves in my pocket, that's just pocket change
Just pulled a 964, you might not know the slang
I'm really with this shit nigga, check my resume
Had to dip, you niggas get the fuck out my face
These niggas really in my face, I'm just in my lane
I remember being good, please don't make me change
If I say it, it's a go on yo little chain
I gave my son five thousand, he tried to make it rain
That boy two, but he ready for the blue flame
He got one, but I think he need a new chain
It's a little vague thing with them Percocets
I feel asleep on the cup, I couldn't drink the rest
Niggas want a verse from me, naw, it's so rejected
I'm blowing up every day, I'm texting for a trap
They know me by my first name when I'm up in sex
You see, I'm in them videos 'cause I'm really stressed
They like, "How you get them cookies from across the map?"
One I let 'em go, I ain't coming back
Niggas pulling petty shit, I ain't into that
Put miles on the rim, tryna make 'em check
I ain't never been a thief, but I do the best
This Alexander a queen, you ain't seen it yet
If I told you that I got you, you won't never need
Take a nigga out the game, follow his lead
Certain niggas got a gun they'll never squeeze
I fell in love with the red, I'ma drink it clean
I gave that bitch my heart, she threw it in the street
I heard that dawg propose, that was sweet
This bitch outlast that bitch just to touch that cheek
I told snow he in this bag, he got a real kink
All the game change, getting GC's
Everything I drop the bomb, put it on repeat
You diss me 'cause that water gonna be real deep
Always keep it between two, I know they feel me

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