Raven Sorvino - In My Mind lyrics
rate meWhen the bridge’s down and the front’s low
Run up in the spot and the gun’s gone
I’ll be off the shit, ‘cause ain’t nobody ‘bout the snitch
Matter of fact taking back, can’t nobody make it out this bitch
Satisfied with this rhyme, it’s a four house and I bag it all
Mary K, f*ck em all, hit em up, feel the blay, feel the rush,
Falls up, the foldiers cup,
Come to rappers and .., triple .. your head life sucks
Automatic come to auto-static, ain’t no doubt about it,
bitch I’m ‘bout it, ‘bout it, bring your mind and your mama body,
no game’s, no L’s, get it whole sale, hotel I’m a cold tell.
Hook:
Got doubts-doubts in my head, got these psychic thoughts in my mind
Got doubts-doubts in my head, got these psychic thoughts in my mind
Gotta get this money babe, my empty place is still the same
Gotta get this money babe, my empty place is still the same
Gotta get this money babe … you’re still the same
Smacking bitches up, ‘cause I don’t give a f*ck
All my clear thug is set it out nigga, what?
Rubbin’ I’ma trucks, smokie when the dust
Pop pop past mother*cker where the block
And bitches wanna front then I put the tracks out
You about here bitch, I’m about to black out
Wait a minute, what the f*ck I already did?
You would see Chris out, it’s where I live
I’m a girl in the hood I can cop my seat
the mark park player, I’ma die rich,
bury me with mamas ..
diamonds all around and see .. on,
rest in peace big into pocket lips
all my DC hoe I s*ck it big,
turn around those players see the pocket quest,
when the dark night falls, from the opposite.
Hook:
Got doubts-doubts in my head, got these psychic thoughts in my mind
Got doubts-doubts in my head, got these psychic thoughts in my mind
Gotta get this money babe, my empty place is still the same
Gotta get this money babe, my empty place is still the same
Gotta get this money babe … you’re still the same now.
If this depends on isolation, I’ll never fit and I’m on a different island,
What possibility want us on a prime ..
Musicians with violent addiction ‘cause I have met this for madness
And these other rappers seem like actors
Make you wash close the stunt in my practice,
I will stay ready for for a reckless,
We bunch on like track meets
So we can pay it like at least,
Black stage, black kitties and black shades,
Homie keep blood guns in back seats
You beepers ask never call my best
I’m playin the game whisper for my side steps
Instead death to other contest, ..to the world work on my chest.
Hook:
Got doubts-doubts in my head, got these psychic thoughts in my mind
Got doubts-doubts in my head, got these psychic thoughts in my mind
Gotta get this money babe, my empty place is still the same
Gotta get this money babe, my empty place is still the same
Gotta get this money babe … you’re still the same now.
Money in the crib, money .. bitches .. clever only 40 ..
Be the weapon everybody in the kitchen strip ass niggas
With the dope, one pushing in our blast, in the second
If you nigga and I’m kidding put the blood on the ceiling
And we shoot and we’re trippin’ to the dogs and the kids,
‘cause the island .. bar, put the trust door ceilings
I’ma shoot up myself and we bang our rings
I read .. I’ma block, take his ass to the beach gone pump like some rock
Put his brain on the rock, that’s a visible task
Baby chopper, young chopper is going down young Jack
Gotta .. molly extend though clear,
What a cup press on the mack 4-5,
God sleep with thoughts off in my head,
Blow your minds all over your .. bang bang.
