100 Gang - Mixed Emotions Lyrics

I F*cking hate it when I'm Reminiscing
I hit the blunt to forget you because it's you I'm missing
And I don't want to get to thinking cause I start to tripping
Swear when the going gets tough nobody gone listen
Not to mention put myself in all these dumb positions
Niggas snitching gotta shift a lane and keep my distance
Niggas switching so you know I gotta keep extensions
I told my mama I'ma be rich and I really meant it
Niggas change they switch up that shit happen on the daily
Bitches love calling me daddy wanna have my babies
I can't wait til I'm on stages make them niggas pay me
Smoke that gas forget about em that shit make me lazy
They want attention I don't give it that's gone make em crazy
I stay away cause I can't f*ck around and let em take me
You want my life I take yo shit don't try to ever play me
You niggas bugs I off yo brain turn yo shit into gravy
It's been a long time coming I can't fake it
I feel its my time my chance I'ma take it
You play with my life knock you off I'ma spray it
All you niggas hatters y'all need to get some paper
Stack that money to the ceiling and I play with it later yea
I'm finna tell you bout yourself and how the f*ck you made yo moves
Not finna bash you baby I'ma tell you what it do
Tried to give you everything put yourself up in my shoes
Then you turned yo back on me and now I'm feeling like a foo
Tell me what I'm suppose to do
When I'm loving on yo body and I'm f*cking on somebody
And I still love you too
Yea I'm popping whats the move I'm sitting here I'm feeling you
I ain't tripping off no nigga he a bitch without the tool
I say baby whats yo name I swear damn you looking fine
I'm not tryna run no games I'm not tryna waste yo time
I been tryna make it to you but this money on my mind
I just want to show you different and put dick up in yo spine
Uh
She like when I stroke it deeper and I say this pussy mine
And I swear the way she suck me make me want to press rewind
And when it's time to ride I know shorty ready to slide
Let a nigga cross the line and you know it's a homicide
No sinning committing crimes you pussies wasting my time
I just stay focused on mine steady waking up to grind
My niggas coming on time choppers spitting at stop signs
Boy you better stay behind cause them bullets gone get to flying
When I look in them brown eyes I start to get hypnotized
Reminiscing on our times make me wanna hit yo line
Been asking god is it love cause I'm reading seeing signs
But baby these hard times been messing up our bond
I'm finna tell you bout yourself and how the f*ck you made yo moves
Not finna bash you baby I'ma tell you what it do
Tried to give you everything put yourself up in my shoes
Then you turned yo back on me and now I'm feeling like a foo
Tell me what I'm suppose to do
When I'm loving on yo body and I'm f*cking on somebody
And I still love you too
Yea I'm popping whats the move I'm sitting here I'm feeling you
I ain't tripping off no nigga he a bitch without the tool