Mind Playin' Tricks lyrics

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Mind playin tricks, look
At night I can’t rest, I can’t relax
I’m fighting my sleep feel like the devil’s on my back
Mind moving bout a million miles a minute
Back to the wall, trying to figure out how to get it
To stay an honest man, to stick to the plan, it’s getting hard
Dreaming bout flipping the benz on boulevards
The shit, we got crumbs, still trying to get a loaf
Just to get a little bread, still gotta do the most
I’m rolling with the toast cause the black is hot
I’m barely in the game and they want my spot
I mean I got a little I ain’t got a lot
Sucka niggas still hate, and they scheme and plot
Sad thing, but fuck it, gotta deal with it
Got it on my lap, guaranteed I kill with it
Got a little flow bet I make a mill with
Over niggas heads, real nigga still get it
Still with it, never quitting and never switch
Vowed to keep it 100, and to never snitch
Know the g code, live by, die by
Rolling more up, bout to get sky high
Bout to sky dive into some money
Guaranteed you ain’t taking it from me, nigga

This year Halloween came on a weekend
Me le$ and thugga went drink or treating
Robbing bad bitches for ass, smoking …codeine, getting dashed
I need the root of all evil, forgive me I have sinned
Have mercy on my soul, I gotta get it win
I used to want us win,
But now I own bugattis, and a private jet like the ones flying out at …
Balling used to be a hobby now this shit a habit
Used to window shop Louies now I gotta have it
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I started in the basement, now I’m in the attic
Addicted to this dirty money, that’s why I’m an addict
Rushing to that finish line till a nigga’s at it
When they saw the jagged flags on my back tattered
Chain shining like my diamonds dipped in black magic
Sick flow when I spit they say I act magic
Bitch I’m eating like rice when it’s shrimp fried
Trillest nigga ask…since pimp died
I’m … in the flesh nigga, came out the pussy in plastic, I’m a fresh nigga
Realest nigga stepping in some red…
Rapping to that nigga money longer than a metro, run it!

I make big money, I drive big cars
Everybody know me, it’s like I’m a movie star
But later at night, something ain’t right
I think I’m getting …by the same haters’ headlights
Reach for the k, time to turn night to day
Open up the door, then I let the k spray
Act in more way, I’m tired of playing with them jackers
I told them pussy niggas, they ain’t playing with an actor
Thugga ain’t an actor, I’m bout that street shit
So if it’s going down, let’s get it over with
I’d rather dim dead then me scared
To lay my head on the pillow when I go to bed
I can’t sleep, I toss and turn
Watching my haters dump when they feel them bullets burn
Waking up by the sleep in the cold sweat
Only thing I remember was busting the tec
At the bitch ass niggas who was trying to get me
I got them all but I think 2 hit me
God damn homie, my mind playin tricks on me.

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