MIND OVER MATTER

(AJ, run that shit up) (Alex made this beat) They done wake up a Mad man Tryna cancel that, if a nigga had a plan Can't answer that right now, I'm trapping You heard what happened to the last man? Oh, you didn't? Bet you can't ask him I wish I wasn't a rapper I'll tell you I ain't just rapping Are you ready, EJAY? Come on, let's go I told that nigga, "Mind over a matter, that ho doesn't even matter" I already had her, I don't want her, you can have her Told her I won't even sweat her, find Somebody treat her better But I'm a thug and she loves it I'm not like a rapper at all I know it, I'm thugging No, I ain't been asleep at all I know it's the drugs I peeped at the snake inside my blood, how do I know if it's love? Fuck it, nigga, that's what it is, I don't care what it was Can't tell 'em chill, them niggas wanna kill Just because I don't smoke black, For real, I'm on a pill Gotta boost the buzz, just sitting here thinking 'Bout Busta, gon' smoke two for cuz Pull up, hop out, I'm smoking fruity bud Oh yes, I'm booted up I'm asking, "Who is her? But this bitch already knows it's us Them nigga been holding us But I've been not giving a fuck Been stopped sipping the green It's purple inside of my cup Not welcome to work on the ice She said, "That's not the color of a regular Sprite" Just make sure you bring the cutter We live a hell of a life Just go to hell and make it back, we pay a hell of a price Niggas can't fuck with me, I still got the flames on me Mind over matter, that ho don't even matter I already had her, I don't want her, you can have her Told her I won't even swear to find somebody to treat her better But I'm a thug and she loves it I'm not like a rapper at all, I know it, I'm thugging No, I ain't been asleep at all, I know it's the drugs I peep the snake inside my blood, how do I know if it's love? I chopped the head off a Snake, nigga, don't make me Bitch, you better pick another plate for she's trying to play me Bitch fuck what the numbers say, you cannot rate me Just go get some money, bae Don't live your life saying cheese And tell 'em free that nigga squeeze Bitch, please, Quez got about seven bitches in Here all on their knees Pray these dollars don't bring problems That's some shit that I don't need Just for the shirt, a thousand dollars and Connie got me spraying Creed on it I mix this shit with weed I woke up on a Percocet I mix this shit with lean I ain't ready feel it's workin', so I turned up on a bean See, he ain't know the boys were lurking End up left burnt on the scene You know my team is supreme I don't know 'bout that nigga, what do you mean? What the fuck do you mean, boy? Mind over matter, that ho don't even matter I already had her, I don't want her, you can have her Told her I won't even swear to find somebody to treat her better But I'm a thug and she loves it I'm not like a rapper at all, I know it, I'm thugging No, I ain't been asleep at all, I know it's the drugs I peeped at the snake inside my blood, how do I know if it's love?