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MINDS EYE (feat. Vicio)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edmundo Eloy Mena
Edmundo Eloy Mena
Songwriter
Israel Torres
Israel Torres
Songwriter

Lyrics

I Ay Yai Yai I don't wanna fight I just wanna run away for the night Are you on my side? You think its all right But I'm Lost in my mind My mind My mind My mind Cruising city to city Hiding my pain Through being witty Don't need your love Don't need your pity Letting my heart spill out in a diddy bop If we ain't cool your getting bopped On my wave they wanna hop Phonies gonna bite and chomp Bitch I already did stop Playing with these bitches Catching feelings like a bad hoe Never find no love But I'm always in my bag though Keep ideas secret No I'm not tryna brag bro I'm the one they want I'm the one they always nag on I can hear them now They're living in the crowds They're giving people crowns But its not real Not real I Ay Yai Yai I don't wanna fight I just wanna run away for the night Are you on my side? You think its all right But I'm Lost in my mind My mind My mind My mind Been so lazy Outside daily Keep my feelings shut out That's how I'm feeling lately I've gone crazy How could you blame me? When there's people out there Acting so shady I got no trust in me The lust in the air Is intoxicating Don't wait on me I Ay Yai Yai I don't wanna fight I just wanna run away for the night Are you on my side? You think its all right But I'm Lost in my mind My mind My mind My mind I did the nine yards Pulled it out Code it python Broke it down Like a swisher sweet Rolled it back up Flick the light on Nothing ain't like a fish sweet Swedish fish sweet like a pop tart My life ain't no sweet shit I was hush mouth til the bite down Another pretty picture Armadillo roll it ball up And he soft now Fake Everybody hate Everybody fall off And he slap hard Heard ya team bunch phony fake motherfuckers had Had the cast off Fuck a rocket team I'm a promise seem Rock-em Sock-em like a blast off Barrels off like a sawed off Look down another man code You would notice how it's all odd odds Pick ya poison Pick a old position Then you put all On the popped ops Hope ya cousin understand code Cuz the codes Keep ya mans hand cocked
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