The Mint
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โฑ๏ธ 2:45 duration
๐ ID: 405957
๐ Lyrics
Yup, yup, that's right
I'm runnin' things, I'm runnin' 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 workin' like the water when it rush
Grownin' from my father, bitter to his touch
Now I'm solely honor, livin' is a must
All this for my momma 'til I'm dust
God gon' deal the karma, lost my trust
Sayin': "Every man know many men"
Got me in a jam, I be in my feelings
On the other hand, I just need a moment
Offer my condolence, smokin' 'til the mornin'
Brodie on the corner with a piece on his hip
Give a warning 'fore you blow it in the sky
Tiptoein' over mortar and the brick
Bumpin' shoulders with the devil in disguise
Shoulder-level 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 missin', livin' life
You was wildin', every day was trash
Crackers pilin' in to rape the land
Early morning, wash my swollen hands
Hit the showers, cleanse my soul and crash
Tiptoein' 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 sippin' out the flask
Feet up on the dash, I hit the spliff but don't promote it
Under overpass, no cap
Sand fallin' out the hourglass
Grand total, it's a whole lotta raps
Quicksand, scramblin' outta that
Go behind the back, switch hands
The fare's high, niggas know they outta wack
Sterilize your clique, paralyze maritime niggas when
Every time Wavy Don tappin' 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
I'm runnin' things, I'm runnin' 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 workin' like the water when it rush
Grownin' from my father, bitter to his touch
Now I'm solely honor, livin' is a must
All this for my momma 'til I'm dust
God gon' deal the karma, lost my trust
Sayin': "Every man know many men"
Got me in a jam, I be in my feelings
On the other hand, I just need a moment
Offer my condolence, smokin' 'til the mornin'
Brodie on the corner with a piece on his hip
Give a warning 'fore you blow it in the sky
Tiptoein' over mortar and the brick
Bumpin' shoulders with the devil in disguise
Shoulder-level 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 missin', livin' life
You was wildin', every day was trash
Crackers pilin' in to rape the land
Early morning, wash my swollen hands
Hit the showers, cleanse my soul and crash
Tiptoein' 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 sippin' out the flask
Feet up on the dash, I hit the spliff but don't promote it
Under overpass, no cap
Sand fallin' out the hourglass
Grand total, it's a whole lotta raps
Quicksand, scramblin' outta that
Go behind the back, switch hands
The fare's high, niggas know they outta wack
Sterilize your clique, paralyze maritime niggas when
Every time Wavy Don tappin' 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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.47] Yup, yup, that's right
[00:02.61] I'm runnin' things, I'm runnin' things
[00:05.62] Hold me down, hold me up
[00:07.94] Hold me close 'cause my times is up
[00:10.44] Show they true colors, don't know who to trust
[00:13.21] Mind workin' like the water when it rush
[00:16.06] Grownin' from my father, bitter to his touch
[00:18.88] Now I'm solely honor, livin' is a must
[00:21.73] All this for my momma 'til I'm dust
[00:23.96] God gon' deal the karma, lost my trust
[00:26.65] Sayin': "Every man know many men"
[00:29.39] Got me in a jam, I be in my feelings
[00:32.02] On the other hand, I just need a moment
[00:34.86] Offer my condolence, smokin' 'til the mornin'
[00:36.97] Brodie on the corner with a piece on his hip
[00:40.85] Give a warning 'fore you blow it in the sky
[00:43.66] Tiptoein' over mortar and the brick
[00:46.40] Bumpin' shoulders with the devil in disguise
[00:49.37] Shoulder-level water on the rise
[00:51.63] Twist, 40s in the morning in the winter
[00:54.10] I heard you got your sauce at the enterprise
[00:57.17] Evidently, it was rented but it's mine
[01:00.05] Evidently, it was written like Nas
[01:03.02] I was in the kitchen with that nigga Mike
[01:05.81] Gotta listen when I tell ya simmer down
[01:08.55] Two years I've been missin', livin' life
[01:11.32] You was wildin', every day was trash
[01:14.17] Crackers pilin' in to rape the land
[01:16.91] Early morning, wash my swollen hands
[01:19.87] Hit the showers, cleanse my soul and crash
[01:22.68] Tiptoein' over glass, brodie go too fast, told him slow up
[01:27.69] Know I use too much of everything at hand
[01:30.17] Except the difference is now I control it, I be
[01:33.20] In the crib and in the moment, stuck sippin' out the flask
[01:37.13] Feet up on the dash, I hit the spliff but don't promote it
[01:40.81] Under overpass, no cap
[01:42.81] Sand fallin' out the hourglass
[01:45.38] Grand total, it's a whole lotta raps
[01:47.90] Quicksand, scramblin' outta that
[01:50.55] Go behind the back, switch hands
[01:53.05] The fare's high, niggas know they outta wack
[01:55.85] Sterilize your clique, paralyze maritime niggas when
[01:59.85] Every time Wavy Don tappin' in
[02:02.68] Savion Glover caught a couple Ls
[02:06.02] Took 'em to the neck, motherfucker
[02:07.92] Lotta blood to let, peace to make, fuck a check
[02:11.43] Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
[02:17.48] Lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
[02:23.14] Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a
[02:28.30] Nigga, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, maybe
[02:34.35]
[00:02.61] I'm runnin' things, I'm runnin' things
[00:05.62] Hold me down, hold me up
[00:07.94] Hold me close 'cause my times is up
[00:10.44] Show they true colors, don't know who to trust
[00:13.21] Mind workin' like the water when it rush
[00:16.06] Grownin' from my father, bitter to his touch
[00:18.88] Now I'm solely honor, livin' is a must
[00:21.73] All this for my momma 'til I'm dust
[00:23.96] God gon' deal the karma, lost my trust
[00:26.65] Sayin': "Every man know many men"
[00:29.39] Got me in a jam, I be in my feelings
[00:32.02] On the other hand, I just need a moment
[00:34.86] Offer my condolence, smokin' 'til the mornin'
[00:36.97] Brodie on the corner with a piece on his hip
[00:40.85] Give a warning 'fore you blow it in the sky
[00:43.66] Tiptoein' over mortar and the brick
[00:46.40] Bumpin' shoulders with the devil in disguise
[00:49.37] Shoulder-level water on the rise
[00:51.63] Twist, 40s in the morning in the winter
[00:54.10] I heard you got your sauce at the enterprise
[00:57.17] Evidently, it was rented but it's mine
[01:00.05] Evidently, it was written like Nas
[01:03.02] I was in the kitchen with that nigga Mike
[01:05.81] Gotta listen when I tell ya simmer down
[01:08.55] Two years I've been missin', livin' life
[01:11.32] You was wildin', every day was trash
[01:14.17] Crackers pilin' in to rape the land
[01:16.91] Early morning, wash my swollen hands
[01:19.87] Hit the showers, cleanse my soul and crash
[01:22.68] Tiptoein' over glass, brodie go too fast, told him slow up
[01:27.69] Know I use too much of everything at hand
[01:30.17] Except the difference is now I control it, I be
[01:33.20] In the crib and in the moment, stuck sippin' out the flask
[01:37.13] Feet up on the dash, I hit the spliff but don't promote it
[01:40.81] Under overpass, no cap
[01:42.81] Sand fallin' out the hourglass
[01:45.38] Grand total, it's a whole lotta raps
[01:47.90] Quicksand, scramblin' outta that
[01:50.55] Go behind the back, switch hands
[01:53.05] The fare's high, niggas know they outta wack
[01:55.85] Sterilize your clique, paralyze maritime niggas when
[01:59.85] Every time Wavy Don tappin' in
[02:02.68] Savion Glover caught a couple Ls
[02:06.02] Took 'em to the neck, motherfucker
[02:07.92] Lotta blood to let, peace to make, fuck a check
[02:11.43] Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
[02:17.48] Lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
[02:23.14] Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a
[02:28.30] Nigga, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, maybe
[02:34.35]