Mind of a Maniac Lyrics

You feel me? Shit

You in the mind of a maniac, nigga

I gotta talk my shit on this hoe, I see

I know a nigga been tripping and shit

In the, mind of a maniac I, really think 'bout killing I been

Tryna lay it low and kick back, tryna dodge a sentence I been

Fucking off the percs I can't lie, I been in my feelings I been

Tryna search like where she at, I don't know fuck the trippin'

Mind of a maniac I, talk to the devil I be

Trippin' with the demons on my, shoulders they speaking I be

Listening to what they saying, whole time I shake 'em off me

Ridin' with a misdemeanor, caught a couple felonies I'm

Thinking bout Nino and I'm, thinking 'bout my childhood

Playing madden in the house to, hittin' licks and smoking good

Chilling back and roll the za, shots fired in the hood

Fucked around and caught a body, now he gone misunderstood, I

Fuck around and think 'bout Hundoe, why he gone and why he went to

Springhill that fucking day them, pussy niggas took my nigga

I don't know like what the hell

Hours later heard he shot

Swear to god shi caught me off, started flipping shit, had to leave da spot

Really wanna thank my stepdad but he gone nigga, where the fuck he at

Jaylen really wish he was here right now, talk about this shit

Tell me, "Jaylen, it's gon' be ok nigga you still young"

Take me back fucking up and reverse it, fuck that, I'm still numb

Thinking 'bout my momma now, tripping, put her through so much shit

Troubled child done went to jail, sittin' down, I'm a stupid bitch

Sending shots and catching sales, got no bail, this some stupid shit

Back when I was gullible, gave my all, I don't miss that shit

Fucked around and tried to trap, fucked around and tried to scam

Fucked around and got a check, fucked around and got some grams

Fucked around and ran it up, galleria me, bitch I hit the Ham

Fucked around and I got the glock fresh up out the box, they don't understand

In the, mind of a maniac I, really think 'bout killing I been

Tryna lay it low and kick back, tryna dodge a sentence I been

Fucking off the percs I can't lie, I been in my feelings I been

Tryna search like where she at, I don't know fuck the trippin'

Fuck 'round think 'bout Tay, shit, how he dead he just came around

Shackles on me like goddamn, I love my momma, know I let her down

Back thinking 'bout Tyler, my lil nigga, we'd ride around, we was out about, we was wildin'

Hit up dollar general, we was wildin'

Then I fuck 'round think 'bout Fred, nigga we was smoking down, we was blowin' good

Got a gen 5, we wasn't understood, off xan juice, we was feeling good, I was gone nigga

Then I fuck 'round think 'bout Anna

Off the adderal, left my feelings all in Atlanta,

I ain't tryna damage, I was tryna blam 'em

Shii, catch a pussy nigga tryna blam him

When I fuck 'round think 'bout Maddie ass, on and off, I don't understand her

Think 'bout Lando, got Malik with me, got Chop with me and a banger

And To'Mari over there, he planning

Bitch hell nah I ain't gangsta, bitch

In the, mind of a maniac I, really think 'bout killing I been

Tryna lay it low and kick back, tryna dodge a sentence I been

Fucking off the percs I can't lie, I been in my feelings I been

Tryna search like where she at, I don't know fuck the trippin'