Mine Too

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Von
 Uh
 Hitmaka!
 Beat them odds and wasn't even tryin' to (I wasn't even tryin')
 Ain't finna beef about no bitch, dawg, she mine too (I know she mine)
 Press these niggas 'bout them issues, up that iron too (up that iron)
 Put all my opps on t-shirts, come through like a drive-through
 (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
 Tooka was playin' crazy so he got fired too (he got fired too)
 Cartier on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
 Come through all these snakes, I use a fine tool (I use a fan tool)
 Back to back them bricks, we in the line too
 (We 'bout to, swoo, swoo, swoo, swoo)
 Tooka was playin' crazy so he got fired too (he got fired too)
 Cartier on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
 Come through all these snakes, I use a fine tool (I use a fan tool)
 Back to back them bricks, we in the line too (we in the line too)
 Broad day shootouts with the opps (boom)
 Niggas die, can't make this up (damn, damn)
 We hop on niggas block (what? What?)
 Police hop out, they chasin' us (what? What?)
 While they chasin' us (damn, damn)
 We gon' hit 'em up (we gon', damn)
 Y'all ain't did enough (y'all ain't did)
 Now go get 'em all (boom, boom, boom)
 The block is hot (hot)
 But we ain't stopping 'til we catch a body
 Yeah, I got opps (opps)
 Gon' be the one to start it ain't gon' stop it
 Yeah, I got demons in my body (bitch)
 Skeletons all in my closet (uh-huh)
 Had to gang bang, ain't have no options (uh-huh)
 'Til I made it out the projects (damn, damn)
 Beat them odds and wasn't even tryin' to (I wasn't even tryin')
 Ain't finna beef about no bitch, dawg, she mine too (I know she mine too)
 Press these niggas 'bout them issues, up that iron too (up that iron)
 Put all my opps on t-shirts, come through like a drive-through
 (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
 Tooka was playin' crazy so he got fired too (he got fired too)
 Got it on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
 Come through all these snakes, I use a fine tool (I use a fan tool)
 Back to back them bricks, we in the line too
 (We 'bout to, swoo, swoo, swoo, swoo)
 Niggas bitches, I know it (I know)
 I keep my distance like COVID (yeah)
 I got the world on my shoulders (damn)
 Just wish my family was closer (damn, damn, damn)
 All the secrets he told to me
 He gave a statement, he wrote it (what? Wha'? Huh?)
 I give advice and they quote it
 I beat that body, I'm goated
 My bag so big, I can't blow it
 I run the city, they know it (yeah)
 I keep a Glock but don't show it
 And hide so good, you won't know it (uh, uh)
 I got some beef up in NOLA, nigga, and ain't even know (huh)
 I hear you rappin' that gangsta shit (what?)
 But now you gotta show me (boom, boom, boom, boom)
 I'm 2-4 like I'm Kobe (yeah)
 Shoot like Ginobli
 Better pay me, you owe me
 We get caught, you don't know me (nah, nah)
 I got rich, now I'm phony (damn)
 I got O'Block tatted on me (yeah, nah, what?)
 Bitch I'll die for my homies
 I take your life you don't know me (yeah, yeah, yeah, boom, boom, boom)
 Tooka was playin' crazy so he got fired too (he got fired too)
 Cartier on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
 Come through all these snakes, I use a fine tool (I use a fan tool)
 Back to back them bricks, we in the line too
 (We 'bout to, swoo, swoo, swoo, swoo)
 Tooka was playin' crazy so he got fired too (he got fired too)
 Cartier on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
 Come through all these snakes, I use a fine tool (I use a fan tool)
 Back to back them bricks, we in the line too (we in the line too)
 Von
 

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Duration
02:54
Key
6
Tempo
154 BPM

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