Trouble On My Mind - The Game, Dubb, Jake

Killers hanging outside the windows

Sayin' oh my, oh my

I got trouble on my mind

I got trouble on my mind

And all my enemies bring a pistol

Sayin' rarararara

I got trouble on my mind

Trouble

So I got to keep my pistol close

Even cops killing folks

16, what a hoe

One in the chamber

Mass on my face so we made a stranger

They run on the corner

Run inside when we pull up No negotiations how you’re talkin' to a… Black

What you hear when them shots go on Devil on my shoulder

Tellin' me to squeeze my Glock on you

The only angel that I see

Was a logo on the floor

I’m like 7 black niggaz

All my enemies forget it Knew the murder was the case

What was playing in the deck

How else can I live my life?

When yesterday’s promise

Turned to present day lies

Killers hanging outside the windows

Sayin' oh my, oh my

I got trouble on my mind

I got trouble on my mind

And all my enemies bring a pistol

Sayin' rarararara

I got trouble on my mind

Trouble

I’m shooting at the niggaz

I’m the best

Catch you walkin' out at the station

That’s your ass

Nigga that’s for Mike Brown

Niggaz have to swap me They’re the real enemies

Who wanted to kill me Killin' you and killin' us Justice don’t mean shit for us Cops killin' niggaz

But they’ll never get a sentence

Get promoted right after getting an officer spit you

And all black kids playin' guns at you

That' been happening for years

So that’s nothing new

Got me sick to my stomach

Fuck a stomach flu

Tell the captain of police that we’re coming through

With troops

And they’re scared to die

And they let us shoot

Some at the roof and some

Killers hanging outside the windows

Sayin' oh my, oh my

I got trouble on my mind

I got trouble on my mind

And all my enemies bring a pistol

Sayin' rarararara

I got trouble on my mind

I got trouble