Fredo & Clavish – Mind Lyrics

Fredo Mind Lyrics, Mind Lyrics by Fredo

Tell me, can you read my mind?
I’m in the trenches with my killers, tryna lead the blind
Lookin’ foward, I ain’t even tryna see behind
Miss my brudda or my mother
I won’t even lie, they tryna read my mind
How you bruddas gonna read my thoughts (How)
It’s been dark up on the streets, we had to keep a torch (Keep)
My nigga died, have my mind up in the deepest thoughts
My akh will drop a body way before he’s seen in court (Blow)

Yeah, I’m a young savage, and I fuck with young Clavish
The gang, gang does damage, then I make them guns vanish
This is pattern gang, them man are un-patterned
How you niggas drillers when you only done one stabbin’
Free big [?], they done him up well (Free)
Fuck that place it’s hell, my guys have done enough cells
I’m at that stage in my life, where I can fuck your mum or your girl (Which one?)
If he’s rattin’, then it’s no cap ‘n we’re cuttin’ his tail
Them man are gangsters on the road, they won’t come out the cell
He went into jail a man, but he come out a girl
Bitch made, I’ve seen Sav’O gettin’ active with a switchblade
My niggas drip in jail, while your niggas wait on kit change
I flip cane, the .32 auto, that’s a mid-range
But I got somethin’, that hit your cousin from a big way
I’m doing 236’s in like six days, and I ain’t even goin’ hardest in the trap, I switch lanes (Blow)

Tell me, can you read my mind? (My mind)
I’m in the trenches with my killers, tryna lead the blind (Blind)
Lookin’ foward, I ain’t even tryna see behind
Miss my brudda or my mother
I won’t even lie, they tryna read my mind
How you bruddas gonna read my thoughts (How)
It’s been dark up on the streets, we had to keep a torch (Keep)
My nigga died, have my mind up in the deepest thoughts
My akh will drop a body way before he’s seen in court (Blow)

The first time I poked a guy, was opposite my mummy’s house
Don’t ask my niggas, ask my opps, ’cause they’ll probably vouch
Youngen on my block, used to run around
I used to slide with this nigga now, this nigga can’t come around
They only hate me ’cause I’m everything they couldn’t be
She buss it open for me, I remember when I couldn’t be
My nigga got killed, his dad was talkin’ ’bout snitchin’
But I don’t want is killer, to get lived off, he shouldn’t breath
Tell me would you ride me for me? honestly, possibly?
Any yout I stabbed up, could not get an apology
She from the other side, but she’s a one off, that don’t bother me
This gun ain’t for opps, it’s for the red eye tryna plot on me
She’s too busy tryna read my mind, time is money so my nigga popped a dweller like I needed time
I secure the bag, I’m seeing mine
Tell her pop down, oder, save your breath, I don’t need advice

Tell me, can you read my mind?
I’m in the trenches with my killers, tryna lead the blind
Lookin’ foward, I ain’t even tryna see behind
Miss my brudda or my mother
I won’t even lie, they tryna read my mind
How you bruddas gonna read my thoughts (How)
It’s been dark up on the streets, we had to keep a torch (Keep)
My nigga died, have my mind up in the deepest thoughts
My akh will drop a body way before he’s seen in court (Blow)