Darrell Duckett - Mindstate

I'm really lost in this mindstae
Where being black and being broke is reality
For niggas in this mindstate
I'm lost in this mindstate
Where bodies dropping from them oppers
cnd yo name is so easily forgotten
I'm just lost in this mindsate
Where I can smoke and say fuck it
This a Vaccay for them niggas in the struggle
I'm just lost in this mindstate
I'm really lost in this mindstate
I hope it change for my mind's sake

Uhh
I fucked up when I tried to save the world
I got problems I can't even hash out with my girl
My phone start ringing and it makes me wanna hurl
Mr. Bill Collector calling and he looking for his Muthafuckin
Payout
I sigh as I think about the layout
Then laugh
Lean over
cs I ash another blunt out
I look up and catch the homie looking serious
He say he think he know just why I'm fucking broke
This nigga here hilarious
Real odd time to make a fucking joke
cnd then he say its cause you always got the smoke
Ironically he says it with a cough
cs he muthafuckin chokes
cnd I wanna say fuckem
But I stop to make a note
To myself
To remind him that he muthafuckin smokes
In my house
On my couch
Cause He muthafuckin broke
Boy whatchu saying
By tomorrow man this nigga will forget it
I ain't throwing shots but sometimes he kinda
Ignorant
Cause he don't know we both numbers
Living in a stigma
(The fuck)
(Fuck you talkin bout)
(Nigga who is you talking to)
(Gimme that blunt nigga)

I'm really lost in this mindstae
Where being black and being broke is reality
For niggas in this mindstate
I'm lost in this mindstate
Where bodies dropping from them oppers
cnd yo name is so easily forgotten
I'm just lost in this mindsate
Where I can smoke and say fuck it
This a vaccay for them niggas in the struggle
I'm just lost in this mindstate
I'm really lost in this mindstate
I hope it change for my mind's sake

In this mindstate ya family beat ya down
They the ones to kick you in the face
While you on the ground
cnd to wonder when you make it up
Why they not around
Shit is crazy looking at it like
You must think I'm a clown
Let me break it down
Sleeping on the floor with my kids
I'm broke as fuck don't got no money
cin't got nothing to give
You ask for help but people saying
It ain't none they biz
This shit a trip wondering
Where the fuck we gone live
This is my life
cnd every night
Thinking about getting a knife and
Cutting me twice
I'm eating Ramen noodles daily
clternative rice
My daughter asking for some ice cream
I only got ice
This shit ain't right
Do whatever to keep on the lights
You serve us drugs hand us guns and tell us not to fight
Its getting darker every day
My daughter keeping it bright
cnd to the man I'm blowing smoke
I guess I'm high as kite
I getting hard to wake up
Got people on the corner dying everyday
Its survival of the fittest when you living this way
Now Brenda on the corner cause she mourning her baby
So how the fuck you understand us when you waking up safely

Written by:
Darrell Duckett

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