Young Trigga Jon - My Mind

I do it for my momma, I don't wanna see her hurt no more
She tell me change my ways, Saying I'm living to wild
Momma called me through the phone, Said where my child go
And it really made me think how fast time flows
Plus I'm still hurting everyday, When is it gone leave?
Only God Knows
How I'm supposed to heal from it all?
When all this pain just keep coming my way
Back then I was sad, What helped me was your touch
Nowadays, You ain't here I just light up a Dutch
She know I'm one call away and if you call now I'm gone pull up
Left me traumatized when I saw granny laying closeup
I gotta stay high, Cause when I'm not I see visuals in my head
Dozing off Xanax, Feel like I'm spinning in bed
I was fourteen wasn't on my ass I was trying to get bread
Struggle was real, Never seen my Dad get new threads
I just hope I make my people happy, just hope I get all this bread one time
Want to make them happy, Cause' you know that I'm riding for mine
I ain't never stopping clutching on em' dirty nine's
People want my head, So you know I can't stop and I can't sit in bed
Steady getting to that bread, all this money I'm gone spread
Ain't backing out from a fight if you want some smoke pull up and let me know (Fasho)
You know it's gone go down, I don't give a fuck letting some shots go out
Look, I don't give a fuck you knowing it's serious, when I'm hopping out the truck
It's just me and my bro, we riding round' with a couple hundred poles
You know that's fasho' and you know and you know that we rolling up some more
We popping them bars to the head, don't give a fuck we got lean all in our cup
Know we pourin' up a four right now, making a stop hopping out that four-door
Know we pulling up to that Shell
Free Pack out that cell know he got caught up into some shit
I'm just thinking to myself
Like damn if I keep doing what I do will I end up in that cell too
I'm riding around with my tool, then n***** want my head but that could never happen
Me and my Pack yeah got a free pack, free Trevion
We don't give a fuck, you know that we don't give a fuck
If it's smoke you know we gone pull up
Right there you better not hide cause' you know that we gone find you
Right there bitch we gone spot ya'
Look, and I'm a man of my word know I be hurting everyday
Be going through the pain every night
Know I'm riding around and I'm ready to fight
Cause I know them n***** wanna catch me lacking so bad
And I really was fucking with lil' shawty
But I found out it wasn't mutual, that feeling wasn't mutual (On God, It's aight')
(What you on, How you want do it?)
I do it for my momma, I don't wanna see her hurt no more
She tell me change my ways, Saying I'm living to wild
Momma called me through the phone, Said where my child go
And it really made me think how fast time flows
Plus I'm still hurting everyday, When is it gone leave?
Only God Knows
(Yeah, Only God knows)

Written by:
Jonathan Conchas

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