I ain't had 10 minutes in a day to get my mind right
Writing this music
Everybody got to get paid I'm tryna get mine right
Might look foolish
Look like I'm chasing this fame like I'm chasing this limelight
My partner got a kid on the way quite frankly times tight
All I got is kill on my brain but I can't express myself
Anxiety weighing in and it's pain I'm tryna catch myself
I'm tired of praying and shit staying the same like I got to bless myself
In the end I'm just gon stress myself
You my friend then help me catch my breath
You my dawg why can't you realize
I'm hearing real cries
Dre facing 6 ain't seen that n***a in 10 years god
To think as gits who would've thought he'd see some real time
And I could've been hit with just 1 slip I walked some thin lines
Just to keep my sanity I put my lifestyle on these beats
N***a think he gon handle me I put size 13 in these streets
N***a gon quit playing me I'll hunt a nigga down like cowboy bebop
Remember playing in the sand in my reebok
Now we playing hand to hand tryna see knots
When you're playing business man can't think hot
Cause the world don't owe ya
My playing with coca I know he think I don't notice
Was forced to be a soldier I know you think I don't know much
Seen more than enough my cup got no soda still runneth over
And the world just getting colder
As these babies keep on dying
Got single mothers tryna provide while their son riding
Inquiring minds working on devil's idle time
When you drinking tap water all you ever want is fine wine
If I ever find time to right all my wrongs I will
If I ever lead you on or lead you wrong just know it was real
I'm not from a zone but I get in my own when I catch that feel
Gave me the cold shoulder I'm the 1 that showed you what it is
I'm the 1 fying to kill
I'm the 1 dying to live
I been supplying the real
I gave you knowledge to deal n***a
I kept my eye in the field
I put some n****s up on game and still ain't got no thanks
Got family sticking round just for the fame and I ain't even got no plate
Boodjie - Mind Right Freestyle Lyrics
Boodjie - Mind Right Freestyle Lyrics
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I ain't had 10 minutes in a day to get my mind right
Writing this music
Everybody got to get paid I'm tryna get mine right
Might look foolish
Look like I'm chasing this fame like I'm chasing this limelight
My partner got a kid on the way quite frankly times tight
All I got is kill on my brain but I can't express myself
Anxiety weighing in and it's pain I'm tryna catch myself
I'm tired of praying and shit staying the same like I got to bless myself
In the end I'm just gon stress myself
You my friend then help me catch my breath
You my dawg why can't you realize
I'm hearing real cries
Dre facing 6 ain't seen that n***a in 10 years god
To think as gits who would've thought he'd see some real time
And I could've been hit with just 1 slip I walked some thin lines
Just to keep my sanity I put my lifestyle on these beats
N***a think he gon handle me I put size 13 in these streets
N***a gon quit playing me I'll hunt a nigga down like cowboy bebop
Remember playing in the sand in my reebok
Now we playing hand to hand tryna see knots
When you're playing business man can't think hot
Cause the world don't owe ya
My playing with coca I know he think I don't notice
Was forced to be a soldier I know you think I don't know much
Seen more than enough my cup got no soda still runneth over
And the world just getting colder
As these babies keep on dying
Got single mothers tryna provide while their son riding
Inquiring minds working on devil's idle time
When you drinking tap water all you ever want is fine wine
If I ever find time to right all my wrongs I will
If I ever lead you on or lead you wrong just know it was real
I'm not from a zone but I get in my own when I catch that feel
Gave me the cold shoulder I'm the 1 that showed you what it is
I'm the 1 fying to kill
I'm the 1 dying to live
I been supplying the real
I gave you knowledge to deal n***a
I kept my eye in the field
I put some n****s up on game and still ain't got no thanks
Got family sticking round just for the fame and I ain't even got no plate
Writing this music
Everybody got to get paid I'm tryna get mine right
Might look foolish
Look like I'm chasing this fame like I'm chasing this limelight
My partner got a kid on the way quite frankly times tight
All I got is kill on my brain but I can't express myself
Anxiety weighing in and it's pain I'm tryna catch myself
I'm tired of praying and shit staying the same like I got to bless myself
In the end I'm just gon stress myself
You my friend then help me catch my breath
You my dawg why can't you realize
I'm hearing real cries
Dre facing 6 ain't seen that n***a in 10 years god
To think as gits who would've thought he'd see some real time
And I could've been hit with just 1 slip I walked some thin lines
Just to keep my sanity I put my lifestyle on these beats
N***a think he gon handle me I put size 13 in these streets
N***a gon quit playing me I'll hunt a nigga down like cowboy bebop
Remember playing in the sand in my reebok
Now we playing hand to hand tryna see knots
When you're playing business man can't think hot
Cause the world don't owe ya
My playing with coca I know he think I don't notice
Was forced to be a soldier I know you think I don't know much
Seen more than enough my cup got no soda still runneth over
And the world just getting colder
As these babies keep on dying
Got single mothers tryna provide while their son riding
Inquiring minds working on devil's idle time
When you drinking tap water all you ever want is fine wine
If I ever find time to right all my wrongs I will
If I ever lead you on or lead you wrong just know it was real
I'm not from a zone but I get in my own when I catch that feel
Gave me the cold shoulder I'm the 1 that showed you what it is
I'm the 1 fying to kill
I'm the 1 dying to live
I been supplying the real
I gave you knowledge to deal n***a
I kept my eye in the field
I put some n****s up on game and still ain't got no thanks
Got family sticking round just for the fame and I ain't even got no plate
Writer: Corey Dewberry
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