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mind over matter
Mind over matter
I only mind over the things that matter

Money in the bank
Ferrari in the garage garage
Champagne in the glass

she never sang

Until one day, those boots arrived 
And things were never the same

These boots were made for singing, 
And that's just what I'll do

and pennies
TK I've got bare food like a deli
Swerving lanes tryna get to the belly
When I wake up I don't turn on my telly
The first thing I do is look at my

The power to do anything you can imagine is within you
 
When you discover your real self
By practicing a few simple laws of success
First law of success

Accidents happen I just can't risk no fumble
I got valuables so
My briefcase is full of surprises right now it's carrying my nicest
New metal my first handle

line
Creative in the mind to make 'em mine before it's half time
(Blaze that) I spark memories from way back
Still see myself recording first raps

the blow for you
But it's rap and it happens, that's a game thing
Casualty of war, let's talk about my nigga Cole
I was bumming on that nigga as a 10 year

gohan
by himself
without dad
tryna fight cell
is it bm or ysl
is it bm or rockafella
i can spin him of the beat wid my accapella
sip a cold copella wid

a verse from me? No, it's a reject
I'm goin' up everyday, I'm taxin' for a track
They know me by my first name when I'm up in Saks
You see 'em in 'em

We live a life so loud are deafened by the sound Garden of Greed we bleed and siphon from the ground Listen to everything but never do we hear

Yes yes yaw
Wad up everybody mehn, I go by the name Styles
And I got TonyWhy on this one
You see... The three things I crave in life apart from God

reach (Higher!)
Stop feeding the illusion can't see blinded by delusion
Inner joy or outer riches choose one
You claim no love yet attach to every fucking

heaven on
But
Bitch, you got nerve, oh, bitch, you got nerve
Bitch, you got nerve, oh, bitch, you got nerve
Bitch, you got nerve
Who ate the fruit first

człowiek
Jak dzika bestia

Monster tych ulic
Rób zawsze tak by nie zamulić
Muszę to mieć muszę to dostać
Na ostrzu noża muszę temu sprostać

I was jacking it

emotion in your heartbeat
When your hand is held in mine
We’ve been taking things so slowly
Oh but now it’s time


Chorus

Wrap me deep in your love
In

practice, act like trash

Writing about stuff I hate?
Ay, that's no fucking problem
First thing is that his dad should have used a fucking condom
Fuck

There ain't no stopping us
If that ain't obvious
The way we moving all they wanna do is copy us
With you the thing I never wanna do is move anonymous

change by the weekend

Some would say we got a bad attitude
When it feel like you hurt me I hurt you too
Hey tell me when I speak
Yeah baby are you

to return the favor
I fucked Erik by the way
Think shawty taken a liking to me
She the type to wipe my nose if I sneeze
100 times I made her drop to her knees

skin feels and the smell of your hair

Makes me wanna carry you into the room and get bare
I used to be scared when stared at by beauty
Learned

First name De'aaron the last name is him
Swipa so nice yes he's calling it, game!
Golden 1 center, he's bringing his reign
Connection is all the way from

think of all the things to come
The clock is counting: Three, two, one
So grab a seat, break a leg
Let's get this motor going!

Chorus:
Sick of waiting

Ruth? or
The Great White Hope like I'm Narcan
Or the popular vote?
Or a good first-person shooter
For an empire on the ropes
I'm off my meds in the Tesla

the first time I took my shot without a goalie
Don't you mention love until you really know you know me, ay

I got a bad one
Typa shorty I get the itch