Mind Playin' Tricks 94

I sit alone in my four-cornered room starin' at candles Bro, that shit is on? Let me drop some shit like this here At night, I can't sleep, I toss and turn Candlesticks in the dark, visions your body's been burned Four walls just staring at a nigga I'm paranoid, I'm sleeping with my finger on the trigger My mother's always stressin' that ain't living right But ain't going out without a fight See, every time my eyes close, I start sweatin' And blood starts coming out my nose There's somebody watching me at But I don't know who it is, so I'm watching my back I can see 'em when I'm deep in the covers While I awake, I don't see the motherfuckers He owns a black hat like I own A black suit and a cane like my own Some might say, "Take a chill, B" But fuck that shit, there's a nigga tryna kill me I'm poppin' in the crib when the wind blows Every 20 seconds got me peeping out my window Investigating the joint for traps Checking my telephone for texts I'm staring at the woman at the corner It's fucked up when your mind is playing tricks on ya I made big money I drive big cars Everybody know me, it's like I'm a movie star But late at night, something ain't right I feel I'm bein' tailed by the same circus headlight Then I ran out the block Where did that nigga last week that I shot? Weren't you the one that I beat for five thousand dollars? Thought he had 'caine, but it was gold made out of flour You stand on my seat, grandma, papa for the suckers They are not used to me lying I was scared of get a mothherfucker Let the laughin' and pop eyes and burn that quick If it's going down, let get this shit over with There they come, just like I figured I got my hand on the motherfuckin' trigger When I saw 'em, they K ass start giggling Three black cripple and crazy see your statuses I live by the sword I take my boys everywhere I go, because I'm paranoid I keep looking all over my shoulder, peeping around corners My mind is playin' tricks on me My mind was playin' tricks on me