Intro : [ Tree Thomas ] Hey yea Hey yea ( My mind is made ) My mind is made I came too far to run away...
Verse 1 : [ Prezi ] Long way up out them projects , just wanna make my mama proud Head to the sky like " If grams could just see me now " Kids wanna be me now , they wanna take my picture now I'll go to hell and back just to see my daughter smile This shit mean a lot cuz this is rare for a nigga ( It is ) Hard times have you feeling they ain't care for a nigga When the judge tried to hang me they was scared for a nigga But every court by my side cuz they was there for a nigga Old friends turn to foes , old bitches turn to hoes Came a long way from wearing my brother's clothes Had a bunch of dirty dishes and them pots on the stove Moms ain't see me in the room , she put the pack in her nose Shout out my baby moms , cuz she gave me a blessin' No matter what i did , her loyalty was never a question Had no money for them new Jays , just tryna make a new play I wasn't in class , was sellin' dope on them school days
Hook : [ Tree Thomas ] My mind is made I came too far to run away Blood in these streets and i know You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes Plotted on me Now you wanna play with me Got on my knees Told 'em all i need is family
Verse 2 : [ Mozzy ] Aye , I'll never put this gun away Put in too much work for me to up and run away Gangland caught a sucka' loafin' just the other day Betta' keep it on you if you tryna' see another day Ain't nowhere to run away , 15 I ran away Fucked my life off now I run around and educate it Loyal to the soil that I'm bangin' nigga dedicated I'm from the struggle and without it , wouldn't never made it We went and copped a 50 bundle out of desperation 30 day eviction notice nigga had to pay it It's brazy when you see your name inside them affidavits Tell my thugs doing time , " Blood finally made it " And we don't do no conversatin' or cooperatin' Dry snitchin' prohibited , you are not a gangsta I'm top rankin' , throw a blanket on that boy body Ever since i caught a body , I been [?]
Hook : [ Tree Thomas ] My mind is made I came too far to run away Blood in these streets and i know You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes Plotted on me Now you wanna play with me Got on my knees Told 'em all i need is family
Verse 3 : [ Prezi ] Pops wasn't there for me , moms ain't have all the answers Uncle was my father figure , then he lost his life to cancer Niggas stuggled comin' up , but Ian complain about it Ja'el died at 19 , shit ain't been the same without him Wit it or you wasn't could't strattle the fence Murder case indictments got my shooters back on the bench Claimin' you a real nigga but you backin' a snitch I owe my , lawyers a lot , they got me back in the mix How the fuck you worried bout what the next nigga ate That's why you broke and be eatin' off the next nigga plate I'm in my , own lane you in the next nigga way Tryna make a couple dollars off the next nigga plate I made it on my own you couldn't walk in my shoes I love the , feelings of money i be thumbing through blues Fake smiles , shit that's all i see Fuck friends , family all i need
Ending Hook : [ Tree Thomas ] My mind is made I came too far to run away Blood in these streets and i know You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes Plotted on me Now you wanna play with me Got on my knees Told 'em all i need is familyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.