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a lot on my mind - rxlvnd lyrics

[intro: diorvsyou]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[hook: diorvsyou]
i got a lot on my mind
i got a lot on my mind
a lot on my mental
yeah, little b*tch i stay on my grind
yeah, all of my diamonds they blind
yeah they going mental
and i do this sh*t off the dome
little n*gga i don’t need no pencil
tryna run up we sending that sh*t to yo dome
them bullets gone end you
codeine in my double cup
yeah i’m living life too slow, need vvs or better
i need a hoe cause the sweats be f*cking the whole ?
soon as we met ’em
n*gga suffice funny
know its ricky the pants and dolcе the sweater
dior badgе yeah capital denim
i know they mad, they get mad when i wear them
these n*ggas they hate, they mad that i’m winning
and i’m still counting cash, i’m hitting
and i’m not her man, i’m him
and i can’t be mad at him
might as well laugh at them
counting more cash than him
[verse 1: terrance escobar]
aye, i got a lot on my mind
my b*tch she thick as f*ck and she a dime
that b*tch got a lot on my line
i keep that gl!ck on my side when i ride
i can not leave the house without my vibe
i’m rocking ricky o all of the time
ugh
them n*ggas be claiming they doing that nasty sh*t
i’m mixing margeilas and ysl habits b*tch
i don’t hear them talking them n*ggas irrelevant
aye, yeah, 2 racks on my fit just to go to the grocery sto’
rolling exotic, i’m smoking biscotti
these n*ggas they still smoke potes

[verse 2: diorvsyou]
and these n*ggas still ?
and yo b*tch still under my post
i’m like 21 years old
she tryna f*ck, i’m tryna go ghost
and i’m not tryna talk no more
n*ggas not getting guap no more
n*ggas always tryna talk about clothes
n*ggas never tyna talk about hoes
n*ggas never tyna talk about shows
i was born for this sh*t i was chose
my chain finna be rose golden
and i can’t ?
demons on my phone every morning
like why you being out recording?
give a f*ck if its 3 in the morning
this what you signed up for and you know it
put my whole life in this sh*t and i know it
i got these bad little thots and two foreigns
and i spent just like bands on me so i poured it
and i got these bands on me i’m important
racks on ? shawty
?
my whip too fast and n*gga i’m floating
?
[hook: diorvsyou]
i got a lot on my mind
i got a lot on my mind
a lot on my mental
yeah, little b*tch i stay on my grind
yeah, all of my diamonds they blind
yeah they going mental
and i do this sh*t off the dome
little n*gga i don’t need no pencil
tryna run up we sending that sh*t to yo dome
them bullets gone end you
codeine in my double cup
yeah i’m living life too slow, need vvs or better
i need a hoe cause the sweats be f*cking the whole ?
soon as we met ’em
n*gga suffice funny
know its ricky the pants and dolce the sweater
dior badge yeah capital denim
i know they mad, they get mad when i wear them
these n*ggas they hate, they mad that i’m winning
and i’m still counting cash, i’m hitting
and i’m not her man, i’m him
and i can’t be mad at him
might as well laugh at them
counting more cash than him

- rxlvnd lyrics

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