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Mind Mines (feat. Aris Ray)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aris Ray
Aris Ray
Songwriter
Jamee Anderson
Jamee Anderson
Songwriter
Garrett Swenson
Garrett Swenson
Songwriter
Donte Jackson
Donte Jackson
Songwriter
Dimitrius Lynch
Dimitrius Lynch
Songwriter

Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Aris Ray, Jamee Anderson, Dimitrius Lynch Ii, Garrett Swenson, Donte Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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