Outta My Mind Songtext
von MELIKI HURD

I Guess I′m Outta My Mind
I Guess I'm Outta My Mind
I Guess I′m Outta My Mind

Tell Shade room, another rapper on my dinner plate
Been a great, Got the stomach flu
Like are you kidding me? Breakfast, lunch, and dinner with what's here name?
Tiffany? Bro how many times I gotta tell you. Are you listening?
I can smell your breath, through your mask
Social distancing, really an assassin with these beats
I find it interesting how everybody witnessing murder
It's pretty sickening, got bars in my roots, in my scalp
That′s deep conditioning

Real nasty like cold food
Been the greatest that′s old news
So I follow my own rules
This no facade, I told you
I be spitting that cold truth
Everybody don't like that


Life hit you with the right jab
Stand up, You better fight back
Tell ′em beat it, nah I'm getting even
Swear I got the moves like I′m Mike Jack
Throw em haymakers right back
Mad at me, cause your life trash
Nah these others rappers just garbage
Guess they afraid of truth
You'll never catch me playing they songs
I′d rather play Kahoot

I Guess I'm Outta My Mind
I Guess I'm Outta My Mind
I Guess I′m Outta My Mind

I Guess I′m Outta My Mind
I Guess I'm Outta My Mind
I Guess I′m Outta My Mind

I had to check myself, hiding my luminosity. So humble, looking over achievements, I do it constantly. My actions, they gon' speak for they self. Maybe subconsciously, I′m worried what's gon′ be the next step cause I mean honestly I don't know where I'm headed, but I know I won′t regret it. So buried in my work, I fail to give myself some credit. Insecurities triggered by my confidence, my presence, hard to understand. Maybe deep inside they really jealous.

Been believing I′m a get it, D-Don't you forget it. Y′all ain't getting that far.
Every season, going to be putting trophies in the crib, I′m a need a backyard
Listen, I don't even gotta act different for the cameras, I don′t gotta act hard
Mentally I'm on a different level, I be working. Show em what the facts are.
They don't wanna see me win, I ain′t no beginner, homie I′m the master
Shit I might've lost my black card, They ain′t ready, yeah that part


Yeah I guess I'm outta my mind
Y′all can't control me
I been waiting for my moment before Marvel introduced Tony
I swear to god if one more person keep capping Yo we not homies
A psychic. I see my future, got Emmy′s, Oscars, and Tony's
I'm planning maybe a Grammy. Either way I know my time is coming
Know I′m prepared to win. Oh I′m chatting, too arrogant

I Guess I'm Outta My Mind
I Guess I′m Outta My Mind
I Guess I'm Outta My Mind
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