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earl sweatshirt - the mint lyrics

(feat. navy blue)

[intro]
yup, yup, that’s right
i’m runnin’ things, i’m runnin’ things

[verse]
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 living is a must
all this for my momma till i’m dust
god gon’ deal the calm, but lost my trust
sayin’ “every man know many man”
got me in a jam, i be in my feelin’s
on the other hand i just need a moment
my condolence smokin’ till the mornin’

brodie on the corner with a piece on his hip
give a warning before you blow it in the sky
tip-toein’ over mortar and the brick
b-mpin’ shoulders with the devil in disguise
show the love of water on the rise
twist for these in the morning and 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 n-gg- mike
gotta listen when i tell ya simmer down
two years i’ve been missin’, livin’ life
you was wildin’, every day was trash
cracker pilin’ in to rape the land
early morning wash my swollen hands
hit the showers, cleanse my soul and crash
tip-toein’ over gl-ss, brodie go too fast
hold ’em slow, i know i use too much of everything to everything in hand
except the difference is now i control that i be
in the crib and in the moments thug sippin’ out the flask
feet up on the dash, i hit the spliff but don’t promote it
on the overp-ss, no cap
say i’m ballin’ out the hour gl-ss
grand total it’s a whole lotta raps
quicksand, scramble and outta that
go behind the back
[?], [?] n-gg-s know they outta wack
sterilize your clique
paralyze maritime n-gg-s when
every time when we die [?]
[?] caught a couple l’s
took ’em to the neck motherf-cker

[outro: earl sweatshirt]
lotta blood to let, peace to make, f-ck a check
lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a f-ck about a check
lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a f-ck about a check
lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a f-ck a-
aye aye, aye aye, maybe

- earl sweatshirt lyrics

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