"Speak My Mind (Freestyle)" lyrics
I been goin' through a lot of shit lately
Mind playin' tricks on me, I think I'm goin' crazy
And I don't think that I could ever fall in love
My head's so fucked up
I made it out my city but they still hate on me
Tellin' me I can't come home, that's what they say to me
I took my niggas out the hood and gave 'em jobs
Still screamin' SoSo Def, you know we like the Mob
Wanna know how it feel? Gotta keep shit real
My baby momma had a new baby, y'all made the shit a big deal
Sometimes I sit around thinkin' 'bout how shit would've turned out
If you never would've caught me with a new bitch in my house
Smokin' all this weed'll take my pain away
Momma told me that it's gon' be better days
They tryna knock my hustle, they don't wanna see my shine
Why you hatin' on my grind?
I was lookin' for some peace and then I found me some
Momma told me "Keep your head up, get your shit together"
I wake up and every day, it's a new problem, problem
And all these millions gon' solve 'em, solve 'em
I been on my shit [?] since the age of 9
I need a real bitch, but see they so hard to find
Bitches in they feelings cause I can't give her my time
Pussy good, but I'm just addicted to the grind
Media talk shit about me, but they can't get enough of me
No matter what you write about me, they'll never stop lovin' me
I started losin' myself, I had too many drugs in me
I was down and depressed, I couldn't keep the devil off of me
I keep it movin' like it's nothin' to it
Wake up, it's a new rumor
All the hatin' shit they say, man a nigga just used to it
Got a daughter that's eight
And y'all niggas ain't takin' nothin' off her plate
My nigga, we livin' straight, only real niggas relate
Only so much that I can take, got cameras all in my face
Back up and give me some space
I needed some time from this shit, so I took me a break
And the streets tryna control me but I just can't be fake
Mind playin' tricks on me, I think I'm goin' crazy
And I don't think that I could ever fall in love
My head's so fucked up
I made it out my city but they still hate on me
Tellin' me I can't come home, that's what they say to me
I took my niggas out the hood and gave 'em jobs
Still screamin' SoSo Def, you know we like the Mob
Wanna know how it feel? Gotta keep shit real
My baby momma had a new baby, y'all made the shit a big deal
Sometimes I sit around thinkin' 'bout how shit would've turned out
If you never would've caught me with a new bitch in my house
Smokin' all this weed'll take my pain away
Momma told me that it's gon' be better days
They tryna knock my hustle, they don't wanna see my shine
Why you hatin' on my grind?
I was lookin' for some peace and then I found me some
Momma told me "Keep your head up, get your shit together"
I wake up and every day, it's a new problem, problem
And all these millions gon' solve 'em, solve 'em
I been on my shit [?] since the age of 9
I need a real bitch, but see they so hard to find
Bitches in they feelings cause I can't give her my time
Pussy good, but I'm just addicted to the grind
Media talk shit about me, but they can't get enough of me
No matter what you write about me, they'll never stop lovin' me
I started losin' myself, I had too many drugs in me
I was down and depressed, I couldn't keep the devil off of me
I keep it movin' like it's nothin' to it
Wake up, it's a new rumor
All the hatin' shit they say, man a nigga just used to it
Got a daughter that's eight
And y'all niggas ain't takin' nothin' off her plate
My nigga, we livin' straight, only real niggas relate
Only so much that I can take, got cameras all in my face
Back up and give me some space
I needed some time from this shit, so I took me a break
And the streets tryna control me but I just can't be fake
