Mind Mines (feat. Aris Ray)
I think they love me when I'm in the zone
I do this in my sleep
Dear lord I pray I get this money
For my soul to keep
Grinding straight up out the mud
Now I need inner peace
I Used to be all in the kitchen with no food to eat
I had to hit a couple licks for a bit of relief
Chicks used to call me lil bro
Our encounters were brief
But now my money up, like shock
They all in disbelief
I got it popping now, they see it when I hit the streets
I got it popping like some niggas looking for the beef
I keep some options cause these hynas lie straight through they teeth
I practice what I preach
My conscience gotta keep it clean
These haters always trying to snake, but I'ma keep the peace
No I don't need no introduction
You can check the steeze
Ladies love cool J
That's all they seem to scream
But ain't no openings up on the team
I Gotta keep it here short and sweet, yeah
She never used to want to kick it
Now she see me spending chicken
I don't really need that fake love
Catch me minding my own business
Getting money what I'm focused on
Hit some groupies when I'm all alone
Shake the spot after I finish
Then get back to the money in the morning
Mind my own b.i
Riding round solo
Cause I used to play Mitch but I ain't trying to get Rico'd
Or non licos
Shine might blind eyes, but if they want beef
I drop fries and waist tacos
I need peace pronto
I got three kids, high rent and late car note
But I still splurge on Bape studs and Milagro
Funneling gelato, turn my bamboo pyro
Now that's hot fire
I am Dylon, your whole top five liers
Think they bomb, click the wire
When I blow up, Richard Pryor
I ain't grow up silver spooning
I was cuddled in the riots
Used to never want to kick it
Now she naked on my iPhone
Cyclone and get around like Michael
With the spin
When my brim bent I'm Denzel
Peep the mustache
Roll of quarters with no bus pass
They love Boog cause I'm that nigga
But I still think it's funny cause
She never used to want to kick it
Now she see me spending chicken
I don't really need that fake love
Catch me minding my own business
Getting money what I'm focused on
Hit some groupies when I'm all alone
Shake the spot after I finish
Then get back to the money in the morning
Want to kick it (Minding my business)
Fake love (Minding my business)
My own business
Focused on (Minding my business)
All Alone
After I finish (Minding my)
In the morning
I do this in my sleep
Dear lord I pray I get this money
For my soul to keep
Grinding straight up out the mud
Now I need inner peace
I Used to be all in the kitchen with no food to eat
I had to hit a couple licks for a bit of relief
Chicks used to call me lil bro
Our encounters were brief
But now my money up, like shock
They all in disbelief
I got it popping now, they see it when I hit the streets
I got it popping like some niggas looking for the beef
I keep some options cause these hynas lie straight through they teeth
I practice what I preach
My conscience gotta keep it clean
These haters always trying to snake, but I'ma keep the peace
No I don't need no introduction
You can check the steeze
Ladies love cool J
That's all they seem to scream
But ain't no openings up on the team
I Gotta keep it here short and sweet, yeah
She never used to want to kick it
Now she see me spending chicken
I don't really need that fake love
Catch me minding my own business
Getting money what I'm focused on
Hit some groupies when I'm all alone
Shake the spot after I finish
Then get back to the money in the morning
Mind my own b.i
Riding round solo
Cause I used to play Mitch but I ain't trying to get Rico'd
Or non licos
Shine might blind eyes, but if they want beef
I drop fries and waist tacos
I need peace pronto
I got three kids, high rent and late car note
But I still splurge on Bape studs and Milagro
Funneling gelato, turn my bamboo pyro
Now that's hot fire
I am Dylon, your whole top five liers
Think they bomb, click the wire
When I blow up, Richard Pryor
I ain't grow up silver spooning
I was cuddled in the riots
Used to never want to kick it
Now she naked on my iPhone
Cyclone and get around like Michael
With the spin
When my brim bent I'm Denzel
Peep the mustache
Roll of quarters with no bus pass
They love Boog cause I'm that nigga
But I still think it's funny cause
She never used to want to kick it
Now she see me spending chicken
I don't really need that fake love
Catch me minding my own business
Getting money what I'm focused on
Hit some groupies when I'm all alone
Shake the spot after I finish
Then get back to the money in the morning
Want to kick it (Minding my business)
Fake love (Minding my business)
My own business
Focused on (Minding my business)
All Alone
After I finish (Minding my)
In the morning
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Aris Ray, Jamee Anderson, Dimitrius Lynch Ii, Garrett Swenson, Donte Jackson
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