Sir Real J. - Trouble On My Mind (Freestyle) lyrics

Yo Check it out I'm finna blackout Then I'm going to pa** out Bottle on my lap, now you bet she's got her a** out I used to be a cla** clown But now I've got like 20 bank accounts So you can say that I'm all about my racks now We getting money don't ask how Haters talking sh** but f** them man, they're only in the background It seems the one's who always criticize first are the worst But I don't care because they're all in last now Yeah I do this sh** for your most played Most days you are more confused then a dude who goes both ways And I be like should I go play Or get my money and [?] Oh hey, there goes J And they say you can k** them all Cause you're real and all And I say OK But I, must admit that I'm always winning Got their heads spinning Yeah you can see them rotate Uh [Hook] Yeah, Check it out Pharrell said get em I said "f** that" I told him he's a nerd and he didn't have a comeback I'm sick of hearing sh**, man Where them earplugs at? All I want is love I need love, yeah I love that I'm all up on her stumack Oops, I mean her stomach I be on some sh** Opps, I meant some dumb sh** Come around hear and she blow me like a trumpet I go around there and, I do something sh** I forgot my line, because there's trouble on my mind And I do it double time And I never huddle, I am Never playing, my mind keeps racing I'm too high because this joint is decaying Hey man just stop I'm a rapper turned a singer or a singer turned rapper I don't know which came after, or later But it doesn't matter because I'm here And I'm stacking my paper like I'm trying to play Jenga [Hook]