Mind Body Gold

Let me be yours and you be mine
Top of the line, it's so sublime
Work overtime, no crossing the line
Aye
Don't let that shit cross your mind
You doing just fine, I know that you lying
I see the signs, I know my crimes
I see the shine through dirt and the grime
Truly a dime

Your eyes they tell what you won't
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold
Your eyes they tell what you won't
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold

The mind it grow in the cold
The body it molded in gold
The gold surrounded by stones
The stones they cannot be sold
The gold it cannot be bought
But they plot, a limited thought
See your mind, it slow and it rot
My time can't see on clock
The life won't end with a Glock
The strife won't end with a shot
A knife, it won't pick the lock
Some doors you can't even knock
Some pores you can't even block
Break out, you're more than a dot
Be smart when tying a knot
What really matter's the cloth
Yaw

Let me be yours and you be mine
Top of the line, it's so sublime
Work overtime, no crossing the line
Aye
Don't let that shit cross your mind
You doing just fine, I know that you lying
I see the signs, I know my crimes
I see the shine through dirt and the grime
Truly a dime

Your eyes they tell what you won't
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold
Your eyes they tell what you won't
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold

I got these wings all on my own
The night is young but we feel grown
You cannot wear what I have sewn
Up in the air is where I roam
I shall not fear what I don't know
The microphone to feed my soul
It's my abode, a happy home
You throwing stones won't throw my gold
A, U

Do what I wanna do
I got my aura blue
Look what the karma do
Know my eyes they see what they want
Baby this ain't no front
Mind, body, gold yeh
I'm uncontrolled yeh

Let me be yours and you be mine
Top of the line, it's so sublime
Work overtime, no crossing the line
Aye
Don't let that shit cross your mind
You doing just fine, I know that you lying
I see the signs, I know my crimes
I see the shine through dirt and the grime
Truly a dime

Your eyes they tell what you won't
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold
Your eyes they tell what you won't
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold
The mind, the body, the gold



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Writer(s): Shamar Smith
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