Out of my mind – Stitches lyrics

Out of my mind – Stitches lyrics

Out of my mind – Stitches lyrics

So many criminals inside the building when we walk in
If you ain’t talking about no money
Why the f**k you talking?
You say you toting choppas but I know you shooting nothing
I’m a legend in these streets b***h I’m always hustling
I’m out of my mind
I’m out of my mind
I’m out of my mind
I’m out of control
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of control
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of control
You want problems with me?
Imma let it blow .

Imma let it blow, you about to get a bullet hoe
In your f*****g dome
Play around with me I run up in your home
In your house, put that duck tape all up in your mouth
I’m about to take the bricks that you got stashed up in your couch
It’s a robbery
But it’s about t be a homicide
I’m about to decide is he dead or alive
Look into my eyes, those are the eyes of a killer
When I look in your eyes, I could tell you ain’t a hitter
I’m a problematic, I got a automatic
If you f**k with me
This about to get dramatic
You, and all of your friends about to die
You said you was gone kill me but b***h I’m still alive
I could talk that s**t cuz I could back it up
I just got a hundred bricks and it came from Columbia
Also got a plug in Mexico
Meet him at the Texaco
Momma calling my phone, telling me stop selling all that blow
Worry about you own business
I ain’t worried about your momma
I’m just tryna get this money selling drugs, counting commas
They say that karma is a b***h but I ain’t worried about s**t
I’m a man of respect and I will die for this s**t.

So many criminals inside the building when we walk in
If you ain’t talking about no money
Why the f**k you talking?
You say you toting choppas but I know you shooting nothing
I’m a legend in these streets b***h I’m always hustling
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of control
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of control
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of control
You want problems with me?
Imma let it blow.

Out of my mind i’m a go
Know for a fact imma stick to the code
38 baby you know I won’t fold
I keep a choppa when out on the road
Half of these rappers be acting like h**s
Up wit the glock and you know I imma blow
If you a b***h then we can’t do a song
I made a million and I ain’t sell my soul, gang
Walk in my show with the beam
Fight in the club and I shoot on scene
You know how I’m living
You know that i’m with it
He play and he can get it
I put that on ..
We don’t play no games
Get up his body he gone die
Got 17 quick to hit a nigga with that fire
All night serving feens nigga we don’t never go inside
Say that he want beef you know for a fact we don’t hide.

So many criminals inside the building when we walk in
If you ain’t talking about no money
Why the f**k you talking?
You say you tote them choppas but i know you shooting nothing
I’m a legend in these streets b***h I’m always hustling
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of control
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of control
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of my miiind
I’m out of control
You want problems with me?
Imma let it blowww.