Mind Gamez (feat. B-Dawg & Icee)

When the enemies approach

Should I run or should I kill?

Fuck runnin', I'm gunnin' better be ready we comin'

I'm tryin' to keep my thoughts in check

Everyday I struggle to keep my mind sane

Heaven or Hell? I can't tell, but they still playin' these mind games

Brain with them hard heads, gettin' bread, payin' dues

Hustle till the sunrise, really what I had to lose?

Feen about this street shit, all work, no play

Labeled young and reckless, hitttin', movin' through the Bay

Blackboy, hotboy, before them **** got to tellin'

Fuckin' with my day ones, squad full of young felons

Grudgin' with that fake shit, didn't play the lane change

Loyal to the death of me, police ain't got no name

When he crack you react, or get your blood spilled

Ain't not takin' it back, **** gon' mug still

I'm just speakin' a fact, ya'll got it backwards

Some will get slapped up, while the rest you dressin' in black fur

Not to be funny, but honestly, what you **** thought?

Maybe it's me, obvious, I'm cut from a different cloth

No pain, no gain, so, they gotta a **** believin'

How am I blessed? When I'm driven by all these demons

When the enemies approach

Should I run or should I kill?

Fuck runnin', I'm gunnin' better be ready we comin'

I'm tryin' to keep my thoughts in check

Everyday I struggle to keep my mind sane

Heaven or Hell? I can't tell, but they still playin' these mind games

When the enemies approach

Should I run or should I kill?

Fuck runnin', I'm gunnin' better be ready we comin'

I'm tryin' to keep my thoughts in check

Everyday I struggle to keep my mind sane

Heaven or Hell? I can't tell, but they still playin' these mind games

Yeah, I'm tryin' to shake up off my old ways

'Cause I'm rich and twenty-five to life up in that cold cage

The cold cases homie, like these demons in my sleep

I'm havin flashbacks of the gun blastin' and bloody sheets

I beg to God and ask forgiveness for my evil sins

I try to change my ways and turn my losses into wins

I'll dodge a pen and many bullets when they try to kill me

I felt like angels had my back through other purpose in me

The game is like a trap, I'm just tryin' to make it out (Make it out)

'Cause all the odds gon' favor death or in the prison house

I rearrange my rap, punch the gas to road blocks (Yeah)

'Cause many of us never made it out from Antioch

Pistol cocked, hopin' I'm gon' make it home today

And pray this money come in bundles and my kids okay

Fuck the system, only built to keep my people oppressed

But I'm pursuin' through the struggle, ain't no time to rest

When the enemies approach

Should I run or should I kill?

Fuck runnin', I'm gunnin' better be ready we comin'

I'm tryin' to keep my thoughts in check

Everyday I struggle to keep my mind sane

Heaven or Hell? I can't tell, but they still playin' these mind games

When the enemies approach

Should I run or should I kill?

Fuck runnin', I'm gunnin' better be ready we comin'

I'm tryin' to keep my thoughts in check

Everyday I struggle to keep my mind sane

Heaven or Hell? I can't tell, but they still playin' these mind games

Take it back to 0-5, slappin' wood in the ride

Four deep in the whip, knuckleheads tryin' to slide

Big row in the front, tellin' me, "don't be a punk"

So I'm grippin' on the neena, see a opp and I'ma dump

I was only sixteen, thuggin', mobbin' with the team

Bumpin' Northern Cali dippin', slappers soundin' hella mean

Drive-bys and high speeds, prison terms, R-I-Ps

Just a youngin' in the field, tryna put on for the team

0-8, they hit us off, and my brother got shot

So we loaded up the chops, started lightnin' up the blocks

Shit was hella hot, then I got hit too

Strapped to the bed, got me trippin in the ICU

Walked out, wild out , then I caught a case

Five years, locked down in a dark place

Now I'm sittin', reminiscin on the old days

I wouldn't change shit, stuck up in my old ways

When the enemies approach

Should I run or should I kill?

Fuck runnin', I'm gunnin' better be ready we comin'

I'm tryin' to keep my thoughts in check

Everyday I struggle to keep my mind sane

Heaven or Hell? I can't tell, but they still playin' these mind games

When the enemies approach

Should I run or should I kill?

Fuck runnin', I'm gunnin' better be ready we comin'

I'm tryin' to keep my thoughts in check

Everyday I struggle to keep my mind sane

Heaven or Hell? I can't tell, but they still playin' these mind games