My Mind Is Playing Tricks On Me lyrics

[Intro: Scarface]

I sit alone in my four-cornered room

Starin' at candles

Oh, that shit is on?

Yeah, Aye, Aye-o At Night I Can't Sleep, I Toss And Turn

I Get Lost For Words, Its Like I Lost My Nerves

It All Started With My Chick About A Bitch That I Hit

That I Swear Ain't Shit, But She Swear I Ain't Shit

Awww Man Lord Help Her She Can't See What Im Sayin

'Or Hear What I Tell Her

It Feel Like Im Talking To Helen, Keller

I Wish That She Could Understand Me, Like A Shelter

I Called Her Up And Said Im Tired Of Beefin'

Told Her Im Leavin' And That Shes Not Needed

She Said Oh So You Just Done With Us, I Love You Doe

Yeah Well That Makes One Of Us And Hung Up

I Got Tired Of My Living Room Decor

Then Headed To The Liqour Store To Get Liqour

Swishor And A Stickor, And Then Pull A Lift Off

Til I Buzz Like Clipors And Pose Like A Clip Board

I Then Go Somewhere I Had No Business

Er'body Hands Up So It Wasn't The Question

I Started To Dippin', It Take A Man With A Wooden Cane In The Air

To Reconize A Stick Up

Hell Yeah The Niggas Tried To Hit Me

But Off A Whole Round Swear To God They Just Missed Me

Then The Police Sirens were Roarin

They Took What They Saw Then Went Out The Back Door

Shit I Hoped Off The Floor Tryna See Which Way They Went

Mad Than A Motherfuckin' Bitch

Walked Back In To Make Sure Er'thang Was Cool

Looked On The Floor Saw Blood By The Pool

So I Asked The Clerk Dude Whats The Trouble

No Response but His Face Seemed Puzzled

I Walked Towards The Huddle To The Front Of The Crowd

And Thats When I Saw Myself Strecthed Out

See It Wasn't Til I Say My Own Body

That I Realized Them Pussy Ni***s Shot Me

Man I Couldn't Even Tell My Bitch I Love Her

Man I Couldn't Even Kiss My Mother

Ain't That Some Shit Homie?

My Mind Is Playin' Tricks On Me