Young Scooter - Rite Mind lyrics

(feat. Marco) I just haven't been in my right mind lately, I got too much money. [Chorus:] Ain't been in my rite mind, 'Cause all my n***as doing time, Ain't been in my rite mind, These n***as trying to steal my shine. The newt, he just took a fire, I can't lie, that sh** hurt me inside. My young n***a, that's my right to die, But he got caught up on isle 65. I know you worried about me, But I'm all good, n***a, I got Blacky with me and these little n***as. These shooters in the cliffs throw away Them real p**y. I got extended bricks on my bricks, Got remix in them. All I know is Geo Grime, The trouble make you loose your mind. Don't I mind, you were never fine. Meet the plug at the state line. [Chorus] Ain't been in my rite mind Since Lil' Brook got time. One of the real n***as I know. Taught me how to grind. And you a damn liar if you say He gay or something. Gave me my first couple of thousand, Told me run it up. And I ain't look back, Bought a pack, made some rags, Now, why the good n***a gone? Somebody tell me that! But I'm a still here And I'm a go get me paid. Got a polar bear down, So I can start thinking. sh** k**ing me, they ain't feeling me, I don't mind playing, But still gotta watch out for the snakes. [?] Push your sh**, too bad. [?] Ain't no flaw in that. [Chorus] The fans want me for my past. I escape the streets with a bang. They know I still clocking out. 50 thousand worth a shopping bag. We n***as still in swag, I ain't really worried about that. I'm a real young O.G. boss, n***a. A lot of n***as man 'cause that Red, white and blue flag, Get money, that's Blackomedo gang, n***a. In my hood we spring freaks up, Squeaky 2, that's my little nephew. For my cousin Quae 40, Shoot your a** with that Glock 40. [Chorus]