Military Minded

Yeah
Woo
Say, turn up
Yeah, woo
Uh, Shoe
Look

Lord, have mercy (Woo)
Show no mercy (Woo)
Well, which one is it? (Which?)
If this shit murky? (Damn)
And I make magic (Yeah)
You ain't worthy (Nah)
This for real niggas before they murk me (Before they murk me)
I talk good game (Yeah)
But I back it up with the pressure (Back it up)
I like talking shit; opps should pay me for lectures (Pay me)
You know how many young niggas stood at the stove praying over extras? (Woo)
Same amount of runaway slaves, praying they don't lynch us (Yeah)
Major labels showing interest (Yeah)
Tryna take my independence (Yeah)
But I'm dealer til they sentence (Yeah)
I can sell this shit on Pinterest (Yeah)
The way me and my dawgs vaca may seem way different (What?)
Whole gold bottles to ourselves, nobody champagne sippin' (Uh)
It ain't gotta make no difference (Nah)
We did it our way, no switching (Nah)
Assets over bitches, Masterless moblicious'

Military motherfucking minded
Motherfucking minded
Motherfucking dictness', yeah
I ain't fuckin' hiding; nah, I'm steady riding
Big dump trucks, look—foreign line value
Military motherfucking minded
Motherfucking minded
Motherfucking dictness'
I ain't fuckin' hiding; I'm steady riding
Big drop tops, look—foreign line value, nigga

Nothing went right for me (Nothing)
For a minute, it was ugly (Long minute)
Couldn't see clearly (Nah)
All the struggles made it fuzzy (Damn)
I was back to the wall with it, in the mud with my claws in it (Uh)
Crushing bust pipes, I'll make diamonds; see, the flow ain't got no flaws in it (I hear that)
See the wordplay shining (Yeah)
See the metaphor blinding (You see it?)
Double entendres going bling bling, even when yo' phone silent (Bling)
Either rap or it's violence (Yeah)
You either with us or you hiding (You with us?)
You see it, Masterless, so it's big M's with the Z's all behind it (You see that)
Am I overemphasizing? (Yeah)
'Cause we really enterprising (We really)
Stuck to the fucking plan (And we)
Got the opps improvising (That's right)
Scared money never made a penny (Nah)
Dope money really got us living (It really did)
Shoebox, but they call me Benny; got the pussies mad that we run the city (Shoe)

Military motherfucking minded
Motherfucking minded
Motherfucking dictness', yeah
I ain't fuckin' hiding; nah, I'm steady riding
Big dump trucks, look—foreign line value
Military motherfucking minded
Motherfucking minded
Motherfucking dictness'
I ain't fuckin' hiding; I'm steady riding
Big drop tops, —foreign line value, nigga



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Writer(s): Jaquin Jaddua
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