Justin M Wilson - Mind Made Up Lyrics

This s**t too much and I can't take it
When you lie it make me hate you
Rearrange my heart its tainted
If you get shot hope you don't make it
I pray the doctors lose they fangas
Yousa b**ch didn't have to fake it
I let you in what I was thanking
I've been fixated on my drankin

All those good times they start fading and fading away
My ole uncle still in prison and I can't picture his face
It's been some years now since I seem him but I'm still feeling the pain
This just some s**t that you can't picture, Angelo couldn't paint
Still getting tempted by the few can drive a nig'a insane
They not your friend if he your friend because they calling you fake
Can't disagree with no OG if he gone show me the game
We been spectated by some haters but only care for the greats

Cause I got my mind made up, by hater, I gotta stack and go
Grippin the grind lately, flying baby, I'm going back on the road
Changing the time baby, I'm crazy, I really don't know what I want
F**k it get high baby, cry baby, think about where we went wrong
Cause I got my mind made up, by hater, I gotta stack and go
Grippin the grind lately, flying baby, I'm going back on the road
Changing the time baby, I'm crazy, I really don't know what I want
F**k it get high baby, cry baby, think about where we went wrong

Sometimes I get high as f**k and wanna chill
I need a road dog in the ville
Is you gone ride and can you keep it real
Whenever we f**k it won't be revealed
Allergic to pork I don't like to squeal
I hear with my eyes and see with my ears
Increasing my grammar I'm up on the field
Escaping the exit ignoring the yield

I gotta take back what I own
I'm in a lane of my own
Different location I'm inna home
Macaulay Culkin I'm home alone
Not ringing no bells so please
Setting up shop while I write song
No need for the yelling I can't hear the tone
Thinking bout pus'y while I write a song

Im trying everything in my power to give you everything I got
I'm the only one who knows about your pretty pus'y
And how you got them long stretch marks

Cause I got my mind made up, by hater, I gotta stack and go
Grippin the grind lately, flying baby, I'm going back on the road
Changing the time baby, I'm crazy, I really don't know what I want
F**k it get high baby, cry baby, think about where we went wrong
Cause I got my mind made up, by hater, I gotta stack and go
Grippin the grind lately, flying baby, I'm going back on the road
Changing the time baby, I'm crazy, I really don't know what I want
F**k it get high baby, cry baby, think about where we went wrong