I done showed the world
Now we finna wrap it up, ya know what I'm sayin'
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
What part of real you niggas don't understand?
Lemme talk to ya'll before we leave
I keep a gat 'cause niggas murder gotta bad habit
Of purple in the studio I murk ya, I'm coming mane
I swear to God I'm thuggin' hard trill niggas deal witcha
Big Glocks off top, we ain't stuntin mane
We street niggas, we eat niggas off tracks from Mouse and B
You betta be bout ya bread ya talk to me
Mom ya wonder why ya child's so bad
Because the fuckin' body bags done hypnotized my ass, it's deep
Holdin' on to this money mane I gotta get it
Choppers and a Glock 40 play with me you get ya issue
Wrap ya dick up 'cause ya dick will have the hiccups
You're rich if ya marry a bitch, get a prenupt
(I ain't go no mind)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga)
Thug life, that's all we know
So we grow until some beasts when we can let off them leeches
We go and get it, get ya weight up
And when them camera flash you ain't never gotta ask
It's that's Boosie Badazz, straight up!
Angels runnin' us off, I ain't runnin' my mouth
Spade for spade I'm the realest nigga out
Know what I'm talkin' bout
My niggas let Joc out
Jealous 'cause we fresher than rest of them fellas done stick together
Gotta have alarms, locks, I, can't trust nobody
I, gotta keep a Desert Eagle nigga know I got it
Heart full of fuckin' pain 'cause I'm tired of gettin' stabbed
And grabbed by all these the muthafuckin crabs
I laugh and maintain don't switch the game plan
And fuck the police they bring us no peace
This the mind of me, Boosie Boo
So much shit goin on where I roam, how I'm gonna find some peace?
They say I'm a role model, but I'm not a role model
Gotta smile when I ain't gotta, tired & still holla
I'm a boss so I go off, know I like to show off
On the road of riches, gotta murda these niggas
(I ain't got no mind)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga)
We holla fuck cops, if we fall off with this rap mane
It's back to the trap to bust blocks
Man who can I trust not, nigga fuckin' up the game
It's down to momma pain, & CEO's and main mane
Gon' be in the chain gang these niggas don't stop playin'
From niggas, and bitches, yes sir I got game
God cursed me with diabetes I feel like I'm insane
You ain't from the hood & you don't deserve it mane
In the streets they murder mane
And Boosie he a target, so me?
I got my 40 when I'm shittin' on the toilet
I'm paranoid, starin' hard will get ya ass hit
Four or five chains ain't never had shit
Fuck a bitch she wanna mingle, ha, she want my jingles
One hit wonders gettin rich off a single
What's happenin' Michael Vick? Don't snitch
Tell that judge he kill deers and it's real
(I ain't got no mind)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga)
