Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marcellus Juvann
Performer
James Bowen
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcellus Juvann
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Bowen
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, yo' mind
[Instrumental]
Brother's gonna work it out
[Verse 1]
Man, I had so many jobs I can't even count it
I been working, tryna keep my balance
But I'm focused, I won't even stumble
I won't be happy 'til we living lavish
I'ma give my mom a palace like a fucking queen
'Cause she had a **** back when I was chasing dreams
Told me when I needed help to call my holy father
**** had to leave the house when I was seventeen
'Cause I wasn't tryna nickel and dime for shit
Or let the white man define the way I live, I'm a king
I'ma sip the wine and pull my zipper down
For all these haters on my dick, bitch, swallow
Let us take a trip to Colorado
Get a couple pounds of the herb, talking flowers of the earth
****, why you talking? If you listen you could learn
I'ma die in a urn, but won't die 'til I earn for my ****
[Chorus]
And this is for my brothers, yeah (This is for my brothers)
And this is for my sister, yeah, uh (This is for my sister, yeah)
Everything gon' be just fine (Just fine)
Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, ayy (Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, yo' mind)
Let me ease yo' mind, ayy (Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, yo' mind)
And this is for my real ****, yeah (This is for my real ****)
And this is for my bitches, yeah (And this is for my bitches, yeah)
They like to smoke good weed and recline (Yeah)
Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, ayy (Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, yo' mind)
Let me ease yo' mind, ayy (Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, yo' mind)
[PostChorus]
Feel like I just been born again (Brother's gonna work it out)
Feel like I just been born again
[Verse 2]
Damn, your boy done got his shit together
I feel like I can do anything
Hair been growing like my wisdom, ****
I'm enlightened, boy, I'm Socrates
This ain't nothing but a finger roll
I feel like Jordan in '93
I feel like Tyson in '94
I got the throne under lock and key
Ride around, ****, got the thing on me
'Cause I ain't tryna turn to a stain, homie
And I ain't never scared, ****, I don't even care, boy
I ride around the town lonely
I'm dolo on a mission, ****, that ain't nothing new
I'm trying to save a life or two before I leave this Earth
And I feed the dirt
You can plant the seed, but it won't grow 'til you feed it first
That's a little bit of food for thought
[Chorus]
And this is for my brothers, yeah (This is for my brothers)
And this is for my sister, yeah, uh (This is for my sister, yeah)
Everything gon' be just fine (Just fine)
Sit back, let me ease yo' mind (Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, yo' mind)
Let me ease yo' mind (Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, yo' mind)
And this is for my real ****, yeah (This is for my real ****)
And this is for my bitches, yeah (And this is for my bitches, yeah)
They like to smoke good weed and recline (Yeah)
Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, ayy (Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, yo' mind)
Let me ease yo' mind, ayy (Sit back, let me ease yo' mind, yo' mind)
[Instrumental]
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
And the courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference
Written by: James Allyn Bowens, Marcellus J I Payne, Marcellus Juvann