Ice Cream (Trapped In My Mind) lyrics

[Chorus]
Been in [?], ooh
I got the ice and the cream, thousand dollar jeans
Woah, woah, this a soft di*k, ooh
I can't trust these n*ggas no more
He know why that n*gga gon' fold
I just lean back like Fat Joe, put my di*k up my hoe
She can't talk and answer the phone
I got guap, I answer the phone
If it was attack of the clones
They keep trippin' like Twilight Zone
I remember I had no home
Remember them b*tches ain't my phone
She be snitchin', I don't want that hoe
Run your mouth you can go
They ain't f*ckin' with me, I know
n*ggas just stupid, he a toad
Man my way, my only smoke
We got Tyler in the scope
Got the back in, racks in
Baby, yeah, we gettin' trash cans
Garbage man, you the man
Lame as hell, get your mans
n*gga you cap, you just like Juwanna Mann
She want Fenty, but I don't know Rihanna, man
You my son, [?]
This that gas, you know, real contraband
Yellow flesh, she givin' me face again
Love my pops, I feel like Jaden Smith
Hand on my box, you know you can't catch me
Trapped in, I'm trapped in my mind, yeah
What I'm gonna do, if I can't get it all
Prayer a lot, God answer my calls
Trapped in, I'm trapped in my mind, yeah
[Verse]
Yeah I always will be with my dog on his feet
Yeah, he just came from the yard
This not Nas, not Khali's
And my n*gga trappin' cars, they got seized by police
Man them n*ggas took your chain, but you ain't do a thing
She say she loves my Louis belt, these Gucci shades a [?]
They rarely talk to themselves, roll a tree for the shade
I'm stackin, paper, all y'all pus*y n*ggas don't gotta even pay
Say he copped it, but I know that sh*t looks better on me
I got dairy products high, I got this cheddar on me
It's the dog in me, how I get dressin' so flee
My condolences, I've been fresh to death all week
She calls it fourteen days, yeah, because a n*gga too weak
Instant replay, got you running back to me
Now we on crack, we got black magic, smack DVD
My [?] like the [?], we don't gotta watch no TV
I know they inspired, that's why they gon' still watch me
I'm at the top of the key, pass it to me
Watch what I do with it as a referee
I'mma have to [?] with it, I'mma bust a beat
I got my stripes but I wear Nikes
We had dog food on the flight
Big bank [?], who is he?
You ain't know man, boy, that's P
I ain't even in the streets
Man, I was so in the street
Yeah, that hoe in the sheets
With the whole industry
This 'Gram b*tch wanna rap now
Cap in this b*tch like Bow Wow
Ain't makin' no move like shotgun
Postin' in the hood, star one
Yeah, right there by the patrol
I used to cop me a Metro
Papers in [?]
Don't got no Backwoods
Tell the plug I owe
You ain't from my hood