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mir blackwell - mina spin! lyrics

[chorus 1]
it’s really a wrap for ya homies
i can’t really rap with ya homies
i learned to adapt, and i cannot be stagnant, won’t ever go back to the old me
it’s really a wrap for ya homies
i can’t really rap with ya homies
i learned to adapt, and i cannot be stagnant, won’t ever go back to the old me

[verse 1]
they tryna get a piece of the pie, even to mine
if you looking me in the eye, meet ya demise
homie know the heater will rise, i keep on the side
i’m learning just to peep the facade, i’m seeing the vibe
shooting, i snipe and the rifle gon’ aim
nomu, one bang, see the sight of his brain
my jeweler was right, got the iciest chain
takami, f+ck all the lights and the fame
it’s really a wrap for ya homies, it’s hard to communicate, i cannot do the fake
mina, i’m spinning his block, i got moves to make, look at the cash i accumulate
i never talk to the cops, do no q & a’s, i see the jakes and i do the shake
whenever i’m stepping out, i make the news today, they thought a villain was loose today

[chorus 2]
it’s really a wrap for ya homies
i can’t really rap with ya homies
i learned to adapt, and i cannot be stagnant, won’t ever go back to the old me
it’s really a wrap for ya homies
i can’t really rap with ya homies
i learned to adapt, and i cannot be stagnant, won’t ever go back to the old me
[verse 2]
if he talk on the gang, shoot his top off
shoot round after round, i’mma pop off
and a b+tch wanna top me, tongue game, froppy, when she on this d+ck, she gon’ lockjaw
if i’m not number #1, then i’m popping the heater
talk about kings, they just opps in the bleachers
iooking for hoes, homies not gon’ see it
b+tches like tooru can still be conceited
and i’m an elitist, i’m eating, you not finna eat with us
i hit the koda, and hold up the eagle buss
i finna blow up and no one compete with us
she lose her mind every time that she speak to us
but i ain’t got time for the talking, i keep to myself
unless there’s some money involved, then i speak to the wealth

[chorus 3]
it’s really a wrap for ya homies
i can’t really rap with ya homies
i learned to adapt, and i cannot be stagnant, won’t ever go back to the old me
it’s really a wrap for ya homies
i can’t really rap with ya homies
i learned to adapt, and i cannot be stagnant, won’t ever go back to the old me

[verse 3]
remember the night i saw what the future was hiding
made my own wave, they say i’m poseidon
dug my own grave, the way i was fighting
i paved my own way, the wave i was riding
these rappers be moving like manga, the way they be thinking be inside the box
they call me manga, my words really powerful, homie, i say what i want, then i cop
i just be turning these b+tches to pretzels, but i never think about tying the knot
i got some brodies, that used to the star down, my homie, you blink then you die on the spot
homie, i strike when the iron is hot
he lose his life when the iron gon’ pop
better think twice ‘fore i light up his spot
homie, this wave is too dire to dock
[chorus 4]
it’s really a wrap for ya homies
i can’t really rap with ya homies
i learned to adapt, and i cannot be stagnant, won’t ever go back to the old me
it’s really a wrap for ya homies
i can’t really rap with ya homies
i learned to adapt, and i cannot be stagnant, won’t ever go back to the old me

- mir blackwell lyrics

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