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tyl3r davis - this troubled mind of mine lyrics

[intro/skit]
you know that these like sh-ts gonna pop off like all the time
like fun sh-t, you know what i mean?
start to like-
‘yeah, but we gotta start getting money first
and then we gonna be wit it’
answer my texts when i’m trynna book you for these shows!

[interlude]
you know it’s hard for me
(you know it’s hard)

[bridge]
they gone get you in some trouble
so troubles what i got
with my team inside the huddle
and somehow i call the shots

[verse 1]
so more action, less talking
more balling and less stalling
more money we keep pilling
it’s less problems, keep evolving
never fall for the diabolic, ima die a prophet
yeah, i know it
i’m trying to let go off the stress
had to call this the enlightenment
oh there he goes, yeah he’s flowing bout his life again
alexis playing wife again
i think she really like the kid
it’s really kinda frightening
the way that you and i collide
meanwhile, i don’t wanna fight witchu
this is not the holocaust
i don’t wanna call it off
i’m shining over here and you just brighten up the mirror

[bridge]
you gone get me in some trouble
you know i talk a lot
and when i get to going
you know i’ll never stop

[verse 2]
we can do anything baby put your mind to it
(we can grind through it)
today’s waves will leave you gasping or g-ssy from all of the pop music
killing the mother is what we should stop doing
the world is so toxic from all the wrong doings
wise words from a used to be college student
we at war with ourselves
it’s like n-body knew it, well i knew it
don’t fall victim to the system, stupid
yeah i did some stupid sh-t that i ain’t proud of
look around us, that’s a lot of stupid sh-t that i ain’t proud of look at all the noise they’re calling music
what are we all doing? the f-ck is pac doing? f-ck is barack doing?
yeah i’m on the edge, don’t push me i’m like a c-cked uzi
trigger finger itching and i just might pull it
like the cops do it
pop! pop! pop! pop! i did not do it
and then i get away with it, on some crazy sh-t
yeah i almost got myself in trouble
yeah i ran from the cops
and this b-tch named shayla,(yeah) she almost got me caught
how bout that for a name drop?
court came and i beat my case and you did not
and the moral to the story don’t trust n-body but god
so now i loosen up my shirt, and my sleeves rolled up
and that weed rolled up, you know we showed her (yeah)
(you know we showed her)
f-ck a freeloader

[outro/skit]
i was like yo, umm!
this sh-t is not cool
like i was just goin off
like who thinks it’s cool to wake up and not be able to do anything the next day?

- tyl3r davis lyrics

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