Mischief On My Mind

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Get to roll no swishers
 Ay, I'm in the studio, bro
 Ay, yeah
 I mean, you had called me 'bout me
 Ayy, listen to this though
 I ain't get to roll no leaves, ain't get to roll no swishers
 I was locked up on Christmas, ain't get to see my sistas
 Ain't get to hug my mama, couldn't even give her no kisses
 Can't even post on my Instagram 'cause these playa haters be snitching
 And everybody acting suspicious, might prolly say that I'm tripping
 When I'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
 And all I smoke is that loud, don't pass me no midget
 And I'ma smoke all of my pain away
 'Cause that the only thing that gone' heal it
 I don't understand these women who go around pretending
 As if they really mess with me, so I love 'em all from a distance
 'Cause the same chick say she down To ride be the main one who tricking
 Ain't tryna catch no felony but every time
 I wake up in the morning I got mischief on my mind
 Jumping over fences tryna dodge police and nine
 And all these playa haters jocking tryna knock me off my grind
 But I can't let 'em do it, I got mischief on my mind
 I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind)
 
 I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind)
 I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind)
 I got mischief on my mind
 I got mischief on my mind
 Yellow tape around his body, it's a freaking homicide
 His face is on a T-Shirt and his family traumatized
 I didn't even mean to hurt 'em, he just caught me by surprise
 I reloaded my -, cocked it back, and - him twice
 His body dropped down to the floor and he had teardrops in his eyes
 He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
 I told 'em it's too late my friend, it's time to say "Goodbye"
 And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
 Wake up in the morning I got mischief on my mind
 Jumping over fences tryna dodge police and nine
 And all these playa haters jocking tryna knock me off my grind
 But I can't let 'em do it, I got mischief on my mind
 I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind)
 I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind)
 I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind)
 I got mischief on my mind
 I got mischief on my mind
 Uh
 Bite like tarantula, Menace a animal
 Melly's a savage, no he not no amateur
 Persian named Angela, made love on camera
 Look how I damage the flesh, flesh
 I might just deal the boy
 Don't wanna deal the boy
 Bake 'em up, say he want beef, we gone grill the boy
 Grill the boy
 I'm bleeding so red I might dip his Flesh in it and spill the boy (Slatt)
 Woah, oh, mischief on my mind
 Woah, woah, I got mischief on my mind
 I got mischief on my mind, I got mischief on my mind
 Huh
 Wake up in the morning I got mischief on my mind
 Jumping over fences dodging police slangin' nine
 And all these playa haters jocking tryna knock me off my grind
 But I can't let 'em do it, I got mischief on my mind
 I got mischief on my mind, I got mischief on my mind
 I got mischief on my mind, I got mischief on my mind
 I got mischief on my mind
 

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Duration
04:27
Tempo
115 BPM

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