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T9ine, Lil Durk - Mind of a Real (Remix - Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T9ine
T9ine
Performer
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Nelson
Antonio Nelson
Songwriter
Christoffer Marcussen
Christoffer Marcussen
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Palaze
Palaze
Producer
Víctor Abreú
Víctor Abreú
Recording Engineer
Salvador Majail
Salvador Majail
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Palaze, what you cookin'?) But my heart is not to be played This the mind of a real nigga, mind if I fuck with you? Lately, I been drinkin' and they tell me I don't drink liquor Wanna get too close I get this feeling that I'm stuck with you You gon' be my brother, take the stand and don't switch up, nigga But my heart is not to be played with Had it hurt before, but that's the past, so I ain't say shit Grinding on the daily, in and out situations I know my time coming, I can tell because I'm patient Aim straight for my heart, I think you did that shit on purpose Buying all these drugs 'cause I be feeling like it's worth it Take two to the face, but I don't know why it ain't working Gotta maintain, but when I'm 'round you, I be nervous Like after I make a play, would you count it up? And when my thumbs go numb, can you roll the blunt? Known to come in second, but the chosen one And I see no one else all I see is us And I smoke every day just to ease the pain And they say I'm dumb, gotta change my ways 'Cause I skipped day to jay and went straight to case 'Cause I skipped day to jay and went straight to case Like the shining stop, I'ma bright the night up I was 15 when them crackers tried to ignite us Cleo with this cutter, we burn them like a lighter Talking like you with it, we pull up just like a diaper And leave or stay, bitch, I still get paid Look through my pain, I've been betrayed They say I'm stuck in my ways Nobody to say they been through all the problems I faced I just pray that I learn from all the mistakes I made And I apologize for them times that I did you wrong Know you mad and you hate me for it They gon' try take me out, try to see what I'm about Just let them know that I'll be ready for it Like I'm going through something, but I still maintain I ain't scared, I been riding with it I done did my dirt, but I know my worth And I can tell you ain't fuckin' with Mind of a real nigga, mind if I fuck with you? Lately, I been drinkin' and they tell me I don't drink liquor Wanna get too close I get this feeling that I'm stuck with you You gon' be my brother, take the stand and don't switch up, nigga But my heart is not to be played with, ayy Like my heart is not to be played with, ayy, ayy, ayy And usually, I spend a dime, I spent a quarter lately And I might just speed my verse up like a Florida baby He on probation with a gun, so you know he crazy I don't listen, I was off some drugs in orientation You from the trenches, you be duckin' all the shootouts, yeah And I can never give my all, I know you don't care And you my dawg, we shared rooms in a full hotel And I'll kill a nigga in front of you 'cause you won't tell (uh-oh-oh) I don't pillow talk, I just be direct Ditchin' school in third grade, smokin cigarettes Before my eyes, seen you growin' like a Chia Pet Told you, "Slow down," 'cause I don't really wanna see you stress You ain't get killed, you doin' the killin', so I tip my hat High school alarm, I had to run, forgot I had the gat Funerals back to back, they ain't felt that Heard Boona cry on the phone when they killed Max This the mind of a real nigga, mind if I fuck with you? Lately, I been drinkin' and they tell me I don't drink liquor Wanna get too close I get this feeling that I'm stuck with you You gon' be my brother, take the stand and don't switch up, nigga But my heart is not to be played with Had it hurt before, but that's the past, so I ain't say shit Grinding on the daily, in and out situations I know my time coming, I can tell because I'm patient I-I, ah-ah, ah Like, oh-ooh-whoa-oh Ayo, how y'all doin'? Fuckin' fire, man, it's T9, man I swear I'm on that If you ain't with it, get left, I'm tellin' you, man This my fuckin' year, man, it's T9, man Y'all already know what it is Gang!
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Christoffer Marcussen, Antonio Nelson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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