Mind Frame
Moneybagg Yo Lyrics


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Reminiscing 'bout my niggas that done died man
Goin' through pictures and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still maintained
Accepting calls from my niggas in the chain gang
His first offense, judge gave him all that time man
He in there buckin' and it's fuckin' up his mind-frame
His bitch real bad and treatin' him bad like she don't know the man
I run with shooters and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey

Thinkin' 'bout you as I'm scrolling through my call log
Your number still in my contact but I can't call y'all
Lost my niggas to the streets and it wasn't even worth it
Tray-tray, lil' mafia, lil' corey, and j money, that hurt me, hey
Free big larry and every nigga that went fed man
Wouldn't wish that time on nobody, fuck what they said man
Wouldn't ever beef, I just bossed up and did my own thing
I saw my vision, I painted it, made my own lane, hey
Shawty fucked one of my niggas in my circle
I wanted to spazz, I wanted to crash, I wanted to hurt her
I had to learn hoes gon' be hoes, nobody perfect
Cut from a real nigga cloth, I'm fuck shit allergic
They say my nigga killed my nigga so my mind-frame fucked up
I won't put my trust in no one but this glock on me with one up
I was posted with them packs on me all light until the sun up
Don't fall for nothin', always stand up, that's how I'm gon' raise my sons up hey

Reminiscing 'bout my niggas that done died man
Goin' through pictures and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still maintained
Accepting calls from my niggas in the chain gang
His first offense, judge gave him all that time man
He in there buckin' and it's fuckin' up his mind-frame
His bitch real bad and treatin' him bad like she don't know the man
I run with shooters and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey

Niggas out here sending threats so it's murder on my dome
They gon' pull up and just hop out, we don't send no shots on songs
My son mama say I'm wrong, she got that lil' girl mind-frame
She ain't built for this lifestyle, she cannot take what come with fame
I just sent my nigga a pack to penitentiary, now he straight
'Cause my lil homie lawyer paid in full, know he beat the case
Took my nigga out the hood, showed him the world got more to offer
In Miami with the dolphins, BGE 'til we in coffins
Mind-frame on I don't care
Glock nineteen, I'm so aware
You can look and you can stare
It's blood on me, you touch a hair
Niggas crossed me, said fuck me
Showed me really what it was
Now they callin', tryna talk
But I can't reimburse that love, nah

Reminiscing 'bout my niggas that done died man
Goin' through pictures and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still maintained
Accepting calls from my niggas in the chain gang
His first offense, judge gave him all that time man
He in there buckin' and it's fuckin' up his mind-frame




His bitch real bad and treatin' him bad like she don't know the man
I run with shooters and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey

Overall Meaning

In Mind Frame, Moneybagg Yo reflects on the losses he has suffered due to the street life he lives. He reminisces about his friends who have died and how their images are still imprinted in his mind, causing him distress. The experiences they shared of living in poverty and struggling to survive together still resonate with him. Moneybagg Yo talks about receiving calls from his incarcerated friends, which highlights the harsh reality of life behind bars. When he talks about his friend's girlfriend treating him poorly, he emphasizes how he feels empathy towards his friend who is locked up and the difficulties faced by those who are imprisoned.


As the song continues, Moneybagg Yo becomes more candid about his life and the choices he has made. He reflects on how he has "lost my niggas to the streets" and how this loss has impacted him deeply. He mentions his earlier struggles and how he always maintained a positive outlook, "Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still maintained." However, the lines "They say my nigga killed my nigga so my mind-frame fucked up / I won't put my trust in no one but this glock on me with one up" portray the deep mistrust he has towards his own community. The song ends with him discussing the ongoing violence and threats towards him and his self-defense.


Line by Line Meaning

Reminiscing 'bout my niggas that done died man
Thinking back about my friends who have passed away


Goin' through pictures and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Looking at old photos and becoming distressed


Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still maintained
Reflecting on when we were poor but still persevered


Accepting calls from my niggas in the chain gang
Taking phone calls from friends who are in prison


His first offense, judge gave him all that time man
My friend received a long prison sentence for his first crime


He in there buckin' and it's fuckin' up his mind-frame
He is struggling in prison and it is affecting his mental state


His bitch real bad and treatin' him bad like she don't know the man
His girlfriend is mistreating him as if she doesn't even know him


I run with shooters and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey
I associate with violent people and murder is often on their minds


Thinkin' 'bout you as I'm scrolling through my call log
Remembering a friend while looking through my phone history


Your number still in my contact but I can't call y'all
I have my friend's phone number, but I cannot call them anymore


Lost my niggas to the streets and it wasn't even worth it
My friends died in senseless violence in the neighborhood


Free big larry and every nigga that went fed man
Wishing for the release of friends who are incarcerated


Wouldn't wish that time on nobody, fuck what they said man
I would not want anyone to experience the hardships of being in prison, despite what others say


Wouldn't ever beef, I just bossed up and did my own thing
I chose to succeed on my own instead of getting involved in conflicts


I saw my vision, I painted it, made my own lane, hey
I had a dream, pursued it and created my own path to success


Shawty fucked one of my niggas in my circle
A girl had sexual relations with one of my close friends


I wanted to spazz, I wanted to crash, I wanted to hurt her
I felt anger and the urge to harm this girl


I had to learn hoes gon' be hoes, nobody perfect
I had to come to terms with the fact that women sometimes behave poorly and that nobody is perfect


Cut from a real nigga cloth, I'm fuck shit allergic
I am genuine and authentic, and I do not tolerate negative behaviors


They say my nigga killed my nigga so my mind-frame fucked up
It is said that one of my friends killed another and this has affected my mindset


I won't put my trust in no one but this glock on me with one up
I do not trust anyone and rely only on my gun for protection


I was posted with them packs on me all light until the sun up
I carried illegal items throughout the night until morning


Don't fall for nothin', always stand up, that's how I'm gon' raise my sons up hey
I will raise my children to never give in to temptation and always stand up for what they believe in


Niggas out here sending threats so it's murder on my dome
People are threatening me, which puts me in danger


They gon' pull up and just hop out, we don't send no shots on songs
My adversaries will show up in person, not just threaten me in music


My son mama say I'm wrong, she got that lil' girl mind-frame
The mother of my child disagrees with my behavior and thinks like a child


She ain't built for this lifestyle, she cannot take what come with fame
She is not equipped to handle the challenges of my successful life


I just sent my nigga a pack to penitentiary, now he straight
I sent my friend in jail some contraband, so now he is okay


'Cause my lil homie lawyer paid in full, know he beat the case
My friend was acquitted in court thanks to his lawyer being paid in full


Took my nigga out the hood, showed him the world got more to offer
I helped a friend leave the dangerous neighborhood and explore new opportunities


In Miami with the dolphins, BGE 'til we in coffins
My friends and I are enjoying our time in Miami and will stay loyal to each other until death


Mind-frame on I don't care
I am not concerned about the consequences of my actions


Glock nineteen, I'm so aware
I am always alert and prepared with my handgun


You can look and you can stare
You can watch me all you want


It's blood on me, you touch a hair
There is violence in my past, and I will respond with aggression to any provocation


Niggas crossed me, said fuck me
People betrayed me and showed no respect


Showed me really what it was
They revealed their true colors to me


Now they callin', tryna talk
They are attempting to reconcile with me


But I can't reimburse that love, nah
I refuse to forgive and forget their mistreatment of me




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Anthony Rodriquez

Reminiscing 'bout my niggas that done died man
Goin' through pictures and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still maintained
Accepting calls from my niggas in the chain gang
His first offense, judge gave him all that time man
He in there buckin' and it's fuckin' up his mind-frame
His bitch real bad and treatin' him bad like she don't know the man
I run with shooters and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey
Thinkin' 'bout you as I'm scrolling through my call log
Your number still in my contact but I can't call y'all
Lost my niggas to the streets and it wasn't even worth it
Tray-tray, lil' mafia, lil' corey, and j money, that hurt me, hey
Free big larry and every nigga that went fed man
Wouldn't wish that time on nobody, fuck what they said man
Wouldn't ever beef, I just bossed up and did my own thing
I saw my vision, I painted it, made my own lane, hey
Shawty fucked one of my niggas in my circle
I wanted to spazz, I wanted to crash, I wanted to hurt her
I had to learn hoes gon' be hoes, nobody perfect
Cut from a real nigga cloth, I'm fuck shit allergic
They say my nigga killed my nigga so my mind-frame fucked up
I won't put my trust in no one but this glock on me with one up
I was posted with them packs on me all light until the sun up
Don't fall for nothin', always stand up, that's how I'm gon' raise my sons up hey
Reminiscing 'bout my niggas that done died man
Goin' through pictures and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still maintained
Accepting calls from my niggas in the chain gang
His first offense, judge gave him all that time man
He in there buckin' and it's fuckin' up his mind-frame
His bitch real bad and treatin' him bad like she don't know the man
I run with shooters and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey
Niggas out here sending threats so it's murder on my dome
They gon' pull up and just hop out, we don't send no shots on songs
My son mama say I'm wrong, she got that lil' girl mind-frame
She ain't built for this lifestyle, she cannot take what come with fame
I just sent my nigga a pack to penitentiary, now he straight
'Cause my lil homie lawyer paid in full, know he beat the case
Took my nigga out the hood, showed him the world got more to offer
In Miami with the dolphins, BGE 'til we in coffins
Mind-frame on I don't care
Glock nineteen, I'm so aware
You can look and you can stare
It's blood on me, you touch a hair
Niggas crossed me, said fuck me
Showed me really what it was
Now they callin', tryna talk
But I can't reimburse that love, nah
Reminiscing 'bout my niggas that done died man
Goin' through pictures and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still maintained
Accepting calls from my niggas in the chain gang
His first offense, judge gave him all that time man
He in there buckin' and it's fuckin' up his mind-frame
His bitch real bad and treatin' him bad like she don't know the man
I run with shooters and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey



All comments from YouTube:

Jose Lopez

This was the first song my uncle played when he was released from prison, now hes in better place but this song will always be my uncle's anthem..r.i.p tio chuy

Colonel KenTuckie

I love every fucking song this dude drops. Heโ€™s only getting bigger & better ๐Ÿ”ฅ

jace fairfield

This album is still the hardest and deepest album of all time๐Ÿ”ฅ

MainSlimeNaz

Ong

ManMan 300

Factz ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ & the Beats Selection

Peyton Senters

Got this song on repeat tonight

Demar Whitney

I sit here and listen to this thinking bout my uncle and a couple friends ๐Ÿ˜ž. RIP to all that lost somebody close .

Alicia Luster

I miss ppl but I almost wish I was with them bc it's to much without them

Alexis Candela

Amen๐Ÿคž๐Ÿพ

Chardornay Brown

I love this man so much he is so underrated !!!!๐Ÿ’ฏ

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