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mind right - boooka lyrics

(intro)

i had to get my*
yeah yeah yeah yeah
oh yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
oh yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
oh
yeah

(verse one)

d*mn this man is gambit, managed
just with the cards he handed, panic
no godd*mn it i planned it, planet
do what you need when you canon
picture the way you panned it, landed it
ain’t no audition for this i’m conditioning
the support system went out of the window with
all of my f*cks now i’m reeking the benefits
business as usual, claiming the center like hoola hoop
shaqtin*a*fool when i googled you
act like a tool but you wouldn’t shoot
i’m with sh*ts like a p**p*a*scoop
i got more flow than a scooba do
n*ggas be snitching they scooby doo
i don’t know nothing like who are you who are you who are you

(hook)

oh yeah oh yeah
oh yeah oh yeah
i focused on the sh*t i planned, and not instead
i count my blessings do my dance, i understand
not everyone gon’ hold your hand, or be your fan
i had to get my mind right
getcha mind right
getcha mind right
getcha mind right
getcha mind right
getcha mind right
getcha mind right
getcha mind right

(verse two)

feel like a militant with penmanship
speaking my truth when i’m in my dealership
what do you do when you have a dream
martin luther king your only friendship
thicken my skin for confessionals
guess the internet made us professionals
ain’t n0body in love with hip hop
probably why these n*ggas in front of cameras
you gon’ need stamina status a jump from the standard
you handing to us that’s an l
i fell in love with seclusion, i came to conclusion
it’s cool if i die by myself
securing the bag was to cover them insecurities
i handled them demons myself
can’t be a man if you let them define what a man
is to do with the time that he’s dealt
dropped in landed ran the score like man to man
don’t work no more i banned it
canvases i damaged, i came to heal with these raps like a bandage
and to be real i really can’t stand them
deep on appeal bananas with antics
fifty pair of shoes only rock my sandals
i don’t got time tryna meet your standards
time to respond your slander
n*ggas probably running out of ammo
busy trying to get another banner
no matter the question i’m the answer
in the building but a n*gga freelancing
switch gears hit a n*gga with a lancer
free smoke give a n*gga lung cancer
giving up now give it slim chances dammit

(hook)

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