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marky b - mind thoughts lyrics

i just keep stacking dough ’cause these b+tches are mad
i’m a self made, self paid young gentleman
i got “think positive” tattooed on my full hand
so i sit and make dreams when i’m rolling my plants
remember as a teen i had to roll up my pants
’cause my daddy spent the child benefit pay on a bag, nah
i ain’t gonna talk bad
but just know i never got helping hands from my mam
never got a f+cking bean
f+cked in the head, i take it out on my queen
she don’t understand me, but that’s how i be
one minute i be bagging up weed
then i’m in my deep thoughts ’cause of adhd
i can’t process my thoughts, having deep talks
we’re living in a world where this money tree talks
see straight, i say “i’m okay,” keep on the right course
but one day i’m gonna lose my mind, that’s for sure
i’m losing track, moving back
don’t think i would be happy with my views on a track
i know everybody’s gonna have their own views on that
fake friends, too many, i’m getting used to that
me and dom d used to roam on the streets as a teen
not a bean, trying to make the ends meet
care home with my g, can’t put shoes on my feet
and the fam disowned me, abandonment from a teen
what i mean
i brought it back first when i was frozen
i said sorry then, now i’m not sorry to no one
they never had my back, i was crying on their shoulders
thinking they’re my pals, but they knew that we were smokers
that’s when i realised cash must be the king
i stopped with the buds, made a f+cking money tin
kept putting money in, tell you what’s a funny thing
since i started stacking profit, i’m the guy they wanna ring
i’m saying “f+ck that,” other way round, you never had my back
you’re where i was and i know i’m never going back to that
you can’t be good in this life, ’cause they’ll stab your back
so now i’m buying pretty things to wrap my wrist with that
because the number one is you, can you show me?
sat in the flat for time, they didn’t wanna know me
they didn’t give a f+ck when i was lonely
care homes, hostels, no phone to phone me
and then my first phone was my trophy
and then my first home sent me lonely
and then the haze buds wouldn’t stone me
stardawg, it’s got me going dopey
so now i’m back sober, kinda looking older
no longer colder, f+ck another shoulder, deal with pain by myself
since i started making music, getting paid by myself
each month it’s getting bigger, getting happy with the wealth
but i guess i’m never happy ’til i’m happy in myself

- marky b lyrics

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