[Hook] Ever since I lost my n***as seem like I lost my mind If you ain't talkin bout no money homeboy don't waste my time My young boys tote that 9 homeboy don't cross the line Doing all these goddamn d** seem like I lost my mind (3x) I done lost my mind (3x) I done lost my mind My young boys tote that 9 homeboy don't cross the line (3x) I done lost my mind [Verse 1] Smoking on a lime with a dime why your baby mama smackin my line? Shawty said Lil Chris eat me ho you out your mind s** a dick and die to them hating n***as who don't wanna see me shine Put the chrome to a dome get him gone put a bullet up in his mind b**hes wanna f** cause they heard I sign She gone let me f** she won't get a dime f** a thot all I see is dollar signs Leave a opp stingin call him number 9 Wet him up Lake Michigan Flats got me rollin Michelin I'm grindin I'm a grimey n***a f**in all my baby mama's friends Off a lot of d** I done lost time Sneak dissin what you out your mind? Lil n***a bout 5 feet but the nine make me bout 6'9" [Hook] [Verse 2] I lose my mind for the big faces If it ain't my money no conversation Drug cases on gun cases we beat it like masturbation Money talk like Chris Tucker point her out I bet Chris f**ed her Said told her beat it ho keep the rubbers don't come back the kid ain't mine Smokin dope it feel like I'm flyin off the sh**s it feel like I'm dyin She give me brain no Einstein haters wrinkle so I keep the Iron No love no pa**ion k** a n***a with no reaction Mikey Dollaz he keep the Glock he the king of pop like Micheal Jackson Beat the dope like egg batter fat n***a but my pockets fatter Shotgun longer than a ladder I'll bust it at ya like a bad bladder You foul n***as get free throws I'm the man no tito Feed me beats I eat those RIP J-beat bro [Hook]