Mine Lyrics

When we hit the belly I told you already that I got us down

Their banging me off and blowing me up like we in the ground

I'm talking to god and he's telling never to fall off my grind

Open my eyes and look in the sky an tell em its mine

When we hit the belly I told you already that I got us down

Their banging me off and blowing me up like we in the ground

I'm talking to god and he's telling never to fall off my grind grind grind

Open my eyes and look in the sky an tell em its mine

In south in getting rid of z's so I can still dream

Money still filling my cup them days my Bogs was sipping on lean

And I prayed that I dreamt of a stage I was blowing my sage tryna cleanse these beans

I had I live by my faith I had no place I had no p's

Everyone got badder

Coulda been pushing that white but i'm still in the hood saying Black Lives Matter

I'm English just like chips all the feds in the bits wanna do me like batter

Its mad cause the mandem dance when all of you MC's talk about hammers

And its mad cause the mandem laugh like half of the class would have thought it was banter

Get the bag like santa im still in the hood tryna get off that hanger

If the bees still buzzing i'm not flying out if they got it on camera

Everyones buggin' i'm sweet when theirs ants all over my Fanta

Told bro put love in the home you don't wanna another case from a Hanna Montana

When we hit the belly I told you already that I got us down

Their banging me off and blowing me up like we in the ground ,

I'm talking to god and he's telling never to fall off my grind

Open my eyes and look in the sky an tell em its mine

When we hit the belly I told you already that I got us down

Their banging me off and blowing me up like we in the ground ,

I'm talking to god and he's telling never to fall off my grind grind grind

Open my eyes and look in the sky an tell em its mine

Bad vibes on bounce

Every lines on smoke thats like incense all in the house

Its times for the movement tribulations really had me on trail

Call me Diamond Brown but I still shuffle theses notes likes Charles

Ray Charles

Had food in the bank when the feds came round for the p's and pounds

I'm trying to make a mill I swallowed my pride when the p's went down

Put the flow in the pouch if it gets wet then we caught in a drout

I remember times with bro blowing that smoke till me laugh Out loud

Get the bag like Santa I'm still in the hood tryna get off that hanger

If the bees still buzzing i'm not flying out if they got it on camera

Everyones bugging' i'm sweet when theirs ants all over my Fanta

When we hit the belly I told you already that I got us down

Their banging me off and blowing me up like we in the ground

I'm talking to god and he's telling never to fall off my grind

Open my eyes and look in the sky an tell em its mine

When we hit the belly I told you already that I got us down

Their banging me off and blowing me up like we in the ground

I'm talking to god and he's telling never to fall off my grind grind grind

Open my eyes and look in the sky an tell em its mine