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mvstermind - minute plan lyrics

intro:

i put my trust in me

my word, my bond on me

wouldn’t test your luck against me either

cause know one else know me, like me

verse:

count it, count it up. get money hit road. reefer got me reeking you can smell it on my clothes. praying to skies can’t neglect that i’m protected. n-ggas run they mouth and always try to run a threat quick. negativity intercepted by my necklace, how that lifestyle manifest a death wish? me i’m working harder, nah….me i’m working smarter, sn-tch my fish up out the water do it better than the best did

cause i been d-mn if a n-gga still broke by 33, i’m 27, mix ganja with two excedrin, i’m higher than my supplier desires come from heaven, my engine is steady revin’, m-th-f-cka peep the urgency. fresh up out the dirt, where the serpents be. had to cut it off, not loss, just a certainty. brush it off and focus, can’t be looking lost and hopeless, but it’s hard me for notice when deep down that sh-t hurting me. cause i done seen my n-ggas blossom, i done seen my n-ggas crash, i done seen my own brother, strip me of only cash. itching for paper, can’t blame em palm had a rash. smoking up the plug’s stash now they on ya -ss. they say that truth is harder to swallow then broken gl-ss. i’m thinking different, i gotta gift, watch me flip last. re-up on a blessing.f-ck around finesse the half. i’ma need it all, i’ma need my sh-t right now

hook:

hold me down, don’t hold me back

or hold your tongue and save ya face

not cause i can’t collect. i just can’t care anymore

cause all this time this cost me. i can’t afford to even waste…

another single second guessing cause…

its hard to pay attention when it don’t make no d-mn sense

verse 2:

roll my window down, he on his bull sh-t from jump

nose sniffing all around smell the skunk in the trunk. but if you ain’t warrant no you not finnna punk. me out my rights, not even the slightest. from darkest part up in city but beaming brightest. the path we decided paved with pressure that could crush a diamond

no use when you steady aim target and shoot your shot as artist, just to be back where you started my n-gga do you believe this rhyming or not?? pulling up 5 am on the dot, leaving the stu, to test the new tryna see what i got. sirens singing through city its a hood cinematic. numb to the tragic, we just wlying with one foot in casket, it got me hasty. no choice to go from local to global i told you. f-ck a job postal, i ain’t that hopeful.. school tuition was missing had to spend it on the protools. weight it eyesight always i knowing my total. thats on me