EstaBoN - Out My Mind lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: EstaBoN] He shot a n***a with a pistol Neva carry a knife Now he like a pregnant woman how he carry a life Not a Mexican but EstaBoN my muf**in alias Drivin' Ms. Daisy sweet Sade and da cedes Benz S/O to my lady friends, half black Arabians Where I'm from is scavengers, always see the ambulance Probably see a shotti bout as long as a bannister Yea im cleanin up but I'm far from a janitor The world will mislead you from the day of your birth I was taught that God is heaven and satan is earth 448 grams of that first 48 Got them pigs in da stash but no pork in safe Talkin' behind ya back, that is not yo guy Tryna send yo a** off, wanna trap yo mind They wanna copy cat my wings try to match my fly Man my thoughts steady racin' overlap my mind [Hook: EstaBoN] I got problems, problems, I can't even call it Someone call psychiatrist I think my minds been stolen All my thoughts are in a vault and I can't get it open I thinK I lost my mind, but I won't lose my focus [Verse 2: EstaBoN] S/O my whole team need a PA announcer S/O what's in my cup cuz it's over the counter I'm smokin on a blunt as I talk to a counselor The longest rivers denial but I never been drownin' Chi town n***a man I came from the burbs D town 7 mile i came from the dirt And a n***a got them dimes like they came from a purse My lyrics versatile its nickname is a verse Swear I'm out my mind I think outside of the box My music stay wit hooks but never work fa the cops Don't Eva serve to no cop, or you will rot in a box These youngins jackin' fa soft, jumpin' like jack and da box My homie Locked up fa murder, insanity is the verdict One thig is fa certain all these beats I be murkin' So when my n***a get out ill have em set like alarms On private jets to Milan, the flow I rip like a bong [Hook: EstaBoN] I got problems, problems, I can't even call it Someone call psychiatrist I think my minds been stolen All my thoughts are in a vault and I can't get it open I thinK I lost my mind, but I won't lose my focus