The Game - Trouble On My Mind Lyrics
Killers hanging outside the windowsSayin' oh my, oh myI got trouble on my mindI got trouble on my mindAnd all my enemies bring a pistolSayin' rararararaI got trouble on my mindTroubleSo I got to keep my pistol closeEven cops killing folks16, what a hoeOne in the chamberMass on my face so we made a strangerThey run on the cornerRun inside when we pull upNo negotiations how you're talkin' to a ... BlackWhat you hear when them shots go onDevil on my shoulderTellin' me to squeeze my Glock on youThe only angel that I seeWas a logo on the floorI'm like 7 black ni***zAll my enemies forget itKnew the murder was the caseWhat was playing in the deckHow else can I live my life?When yesterday's promiseTurned to present day liesKillers hanging outside the windowsSayin' oh my, oh myI got trouble on my mindI got trouble on my mindAnd all my enemies bring a pistolSayin' rararararaI got trouble on my mindTroubleI'm shooting at the ni***zI'm the bestCatch you walkin' out at the stationThat's your a**n***a that's for Mike Brownni***z have to swap meThey're the real enemiesWho wanted to kill meKillin' you and killin' usJustice don't mean s**t for usCops killin' ni***zBut they'll never get a sentenceGet promoted right after getting an officer spit youAnd all black kids playin' guns at youThat' been happening for yearsSo that's nothing newGot me sick to my stomachf**k a stomach fluTell the captain of police that we're coming throughWith troopsAnd they're scared to dieAnd they let us shootSome at the roof and someKillers hanging outside the windowsSayin' oh my, oh myI got trouble on my mindI got trouble on my mindAnd all my enemies bring a pistolSayin' rararararaI got trouble on my mindI got trouble
