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I've been losing all of my mind They tell me I'm too hard to find Tell me am I? How can I be true if you're mine? Hopin' I'll be chosen Body's so stooped, you'd think that I'd been frozen You'd think that I'd been frozen You'd think that I'd been Huh, yeah, hypothermia, my hyperbole Feel like Serbia I shot Hercules I'm a murderer Dirty-thirty, I can make it dirtier Urgent surgery or Hershey hearse .50-cal in the Virgil murse Fifty thou', that's a turtle verse When I get a ride (When I need a ride) I can't find the time I ain't busy now but (Busy now) A typical day, a temperature drop A flick on a tube, a bitch ass cop Grippin' a tool, but we ain't watchin' Home Improvement Cole/JID vid, my influences bought the views in Writin' my woes, send a kite through the institution Fighting a cold, he got life, but he twenty-two, shit Letras de cancionesTwenty-two below, only two-one, sell six buy eight Forty-eight square feet Give or take, that's weak They tried to tell me choose that or the street Or you be dead or somethin' stupid I don't know what the Head said Test a nigga, what came first, the chicken or the egg? Fuck I care, unless who's splitting, the thigh or a leg? Kool-Aid Red, there's no one on the bluff and Bouldercrest Lift the pole north, that your nose and open gifts Check a nigga temperature froze Blood tricklin', meltin' the snow I'm numb so I never felt it before By my wall I I feel it all You'd think that I'd been frozen Yes, I won't lie Just come closer You'd think that I'd been frozen Lately, I've been feeling like I might've lost my mind Only thing that I got in this life is time The bottom line ain't nothin' worse than time with an idle mind (Yeah, uh) They talk to me crazy like I ain't that (Uh, yeah) Still watching my pockets like they ain't fat (Uh, yeah) Stop calling me crazy, but when in fact I got my hand on the gat the other on rap, before 'rona was wearin' mask Me and JID brought James to Atlanta Took him to JJ's and had him turnt by the end of the day End up hittin' the lick for two nights and then went to the banks Stop by the Texaco on Gresham, shawty shot up the tank I looked at in the spell, he didn't catch his gun in the air Then he ended my life and shot JID in the back of his head He killed us both, but did he do it? Maybe I'm the one who had the gun? Or maybe I made it up? Okay, maybe you're right, I am crazy, I'm sorry Or maybe I'm not? Maybe I'm just adolescence that's made in a box? (By my wall I) Cobain with the park in Atlanta, stayed in the park And I'll kill you, fuck if I'm famous and not crazy An' I'm feelin' all by frostbite, feet in the snow Now Hotlanta don't feel so hot anymore (I feel it all) Now I'm frozen, neck frozen My girl bad, my sex frozen, neck open (You'd think that I'd been frozen) Ice in my lungs now Too far from the sun now, yeah Yes, I won't lie Just come closer You'd think that I'd been frozen From Letras Mania