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Stitches - Lost My Mind Lyrics

Lost My Mind
Hook:
My mind fuc*** up, but I don't give a f*** (x3)
Talk shit pu***, and I'ma shoot you up
My mind fuc*** up, but I don't give a f*** (x3)
Talk shit pu***, and I'ma shoot you up
Verse 1:
Uh, you in the presence of a god, bitch I'm running a mob
Crime pays, sell drugs, f*** a job
I ain't perfect but I provide for my family
I'm 21 with 3 kids growing a family tree
I'm sorry to break the news to you, your favorite rapper's fake
I hate this industry because it's filled up with snakes
F*** a record deal, f*** a record label
How the f*** can I sign with you? My brain isn't stable!
I'm a crazy motherfuc***, and I'd probably f*** my mother
Slice her throat, blood on my covers, what do I tell my brothers?
Your brother's a sick f***, your brother's high as f***
I woke up from that dream, it feel real as f***
Is god gon' judge me for the shit that goes on in my mind?
I'm praying to god everyday, am I wasting my time?
Haters wanna see me fall but I'ma always shine
I had a vision and it worked, these haters must be blind!
Spoken:
Oh you gonna kill Stiches?
Ha, man I dare your pu*** ass to run up on me motherfuc***
I'll light your ass up with this chopper
Hook:
My mind fuc*** up, but I don't give a f*** (x3)
Talk shit pu***, and I'ma shoot you up
Verse 2:
I done lost fights, but I always win the wars
I'm the type to pay somebody to shoot through your door
That gangster shit I live that
Shoot a pu*** hater down man I love that
All you do is rat
See I know you ain't bout it, you don't sell narcotics
I'm in the streets, flipping coke, now they call me Papi
For real though, ask your main hoe, I'ma drug lord
36 O's on that raw, it come from Mexico
F*** the border patrol, they tryna catch me slippin'
But that ain't happening hoe, cause I'ma professional
I ain't got time, for none of this bullshit (bullshit)
No
Talk that shit, you get shot up with a full clip (full clip)
See I just wanna sip lean, smoke weed, pop percs, snort coke
Live my life alright
But if you play with me it's gon' be a homicide (x2)
Hook:
My mind fuc*** up, but I don't give a f*** (x3)
Talk shit pu***, and I'ma shoot you up
My mind fuc*** up, but I don't give a f*** (x3)
Talk shit pu***, and I'ma shoot you up