I ain’t get to roll no leaves, ain’t get to roll no swishers
I was locked up on Christmas, ain’t get to see my sistas
Ain’t get to hug my mama, couldn’t even give her no kisses
Can’t even post on my Instagram ’cause these playa haters be snitching
Everybody acting suspicious, might prolly say that I’m tripping
When I’m all alone in my jail cell, I tend to get in my feelings
And all I smoke is that loud, don’t pass me no midget
And I’ma smoke all of my pain away ’cause that the only thing that gone’ heal it
I don’t understand these women who go around pretending
As if they really mess with me, so I love ’em all from a distance
‘Cause the same chick say she down to ride be the main one who tricking
Ain’t tryna catch no felony but every time
I wake up in the morning I got mischief on my mind
Jumping over fences tryna dodge police and nine
And all these playa haters jocking tryna knock me off my grind
But I can’t let ’em do it, I got mischief on my mind
I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind), I got mischief on my mind (mischief on my mind)
I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind), I got mischief on my mind
I got mischief on my mind
Yellow tape around his body, it’s a freaking homicide
His face is on a T-Shirt and his family traumatized
I didn’t even mean to hurt ’em, he just caught me by surprise
I reloaded my [?] cocked it back, and [?] him twice
His body dropped down to the floor and he got teardrops in his eyes
He grabbed me by my hands and said he was afraid to die
I told ’em it’s too late my friend, it’s time to say “Goodbye”
And he died inside my arms, blood all on my shirt
Wake up in the morning I got mischief on my mind
Jumping over fences tryna dodge police and nine
And all these playa haters jocking tryna knock me off my grind
But I can’t let ’em do it, I got mischief on my mind
I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind), I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind)
I got mischief on my mind (I got mischief on my mind), I got mischief on my mind
I got mischief on my mind
Ball like tarantula, Menace a animal
Melly a savage, no he not no amateur
Persian named Angela, made love on camera
Look how I damage the flesh, flesh
I might just deal the boy
Don’t wanna deal the boy
Bake ’em up, say he want beef, we gone grill the boy
Grill the boy
I’m bleeding so red I might dip his flesh in it and spill the boy (slatt)
Woah, mischief on my mind
Woah, I got mischief on my mind
I got mischief on my mind, I got mischief on my mind
Wake up in the morning I got mischief on my mind
Jumping over fences dodging police slanging nine
And all these playa haters jocking tryna knock me off my grind
But I can’t let ’em do it, I got mischief on my mind
I got mischief on my mind, I got mischief on my mind
I got mischief on my mind, I got mischief on my mind
I got mischief on my mind