Ver Video Mind Ft Clavish By Fredo 2024 en línea | Musica Rap

Fredo - Mind Ft Clavish Lyrics

[Chorus: Fredo]
Tell me, can you read my mind? (My mind)
I'm in the trenches with my killers, tryna lead the blind (Blind)
Looking forward, I ain't even tryna see behind
Miss my brother, on my mother, I won't even lie
They tryna read my mind, how you brothers gonna read my thoughts? (How?)
It's been dark up on the streets, we had to keep a torch (Keep)
My nigga died, had my mind up in his deepest thoughts
My ahk will drop a body way before he's eating pork (Blaow)

[Verse 1: Fredo]
Yeah, I'm a young savage (I am), and I fuck with young Clavish
The gang-gang does damage, then I make them guns vanish (Guns)
This is pattern gang, them man are un-patterned (Un-pattеrned)
How you niggas drillers when you only donе like one stabbin'? (Haha)
Free big Ark, they done him up well (Free him)
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 ratting, then it's no cap and we're cutting his tail
Them man are gangster on the road, they don't come out the cell
He went into jail a man, but he come out a girl (Girl)
Bitch made, I've seen Sav'O getting active with a switchblade
My niggas drip in jail while your niggas wait on kit change
I flip 'caine, the three-two auto, that's a mid-range
But I got something that will hit your cousin from a big way
I'm doing two-thirty-sixes is in like six days
And I ain't even goin' hardest in the trap, I switch lanes (Blaow)
[Chorus: Fredo]
Tell me, can you read my mind? (My mind)
I'm in the trenches with my killers, tryna lead the blind (Blind)
Looking forward, I ain't even tryna see behind
Miss my brother, on my mother, I won't even lie
They tryna read my mind, how you brothers gonna read my thoughts? (How?)
It's been dark up on the streets, we had to keep a torch (Keep)
My nigga died, had my mind up in his deepest thoughts
My ahk will drop a body way before he's eating pork

[Verse 2: Clavish]
I've seen it all
I spin the block regular, my opps, they can't sleep at all
Headin' to the top, but now some niggas wanna see me fall
They say I'm just a rapper, but I score points, check the board
Check his t-shirt, check my CV, check the floor
I don't make songs for the festivals
I've been on glides, you ain't been on nothing, grow some testicles
Crazy life, only had my bussy for like two days, my nigga's ex-girl's tryna fuck me, let's be sensible
Tell me, would you ride for me? Honestly, possibly?
Any yute I stabbed up cannot get an apology
My dog got killed, his dad was talking 'bout snitching, I don't want his killer laughed off, I'd rather see him on a tee
She's too busy tryna read my mind
Time is money, so my nigga popped a dweller like I need the time
I secure the bag, I'm seeing mine
Tell a popped-down older, "Save your breath, I don't need advice"
[Chorus: Fredo]
Tell me, can you read my mind? (My mind)
I'm in the trenches with my killers, tryna lead the blind (Blind)
Looking forward, I ain't even tryna see behind
Miss my brother, on my mother, I won't even lie
They tryna read my mind, how you brothers gonna read my thoughts? (How?)
It's been dark up on the streets, we had to keep a torch (Keep)
My nigga died, had my mind up in his deepest thoughts
My ahk will drop a body way before he's eating pork2