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The Mint

(앨범: Some Rap Songs - 2018)


Yup, yup, that's right
I'm running things, I'm running things

Hold me down, hold me up
Hold me close 'cause my times is up
Show they true colors, don't know who to trust
Mind working like the water when it rush
Growning from my father, bitter to his touch
Now I'm solely honor, living is a must
All this for my momma 'til I'm dust
God gon' deal the calm, but lost my trust
Saying "Every man know many men"
Got me in a jam, I be in my feelings
On the other hand, I just need a moment
My condolence, smoke until the morning

Brodie on the corner with a piece on his hip
Give a warning 'fore you blow it in the sky
Tiptoeing over mortar and the brick
Bumping shoulders with the devil in disguise
Show the love of water on the rise
Twist, 40s in the morning in the winter
I heard you got your sauce at the enterprise
Evidently, it was rented but it's mine
Evidently, it was written like Nas
I was in the kitchen with that nigga Mike
Gotta listen when I tell ya simmer down
Two years I've been missing, living life
You was wilding, every day was trash
Crackers piling in to rape the land
Early morning, wash my swollen hands
Hit the showers, cleanse my soul and crash
Tiptoeing over glass, brodie go too fast, told him slow up
Know I use too much of everything at hand
Except the difference is now I control it, I be
In the crib and in the moment, stuck sipping out the flask
Feet up on the dash, I hit the spliff but don't promote it
Under overpass, no cap
Say I'm balling out the hourglass
Grand total, it's a whole lotta raps
Quicksand, scrambling outta that
Go behind the back, switch hands
The fair's high, niggas know they outta wack
Sterilize your clique, paralyze maritime niggas when
Every time wavy dying, tapping in
Savion Glover caught a couple Ls
Took 'em to the neck, motherfucker

Lotta blood to let, peace to make, fuck a check
Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
Lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a
Nigga, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, maybe

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