Like Minds

We was fucking so consistently, now I'm, back off to the grind

Been in the D so long, forget I'm, from the Land like Bron

Ain't no feet up in the game cause you be fumbling out of bounds

And you know that you that nigga, for your Queen they bowing down

I could up some cheese or I could drop a gift

You not really fucking with me if you ain't shopping at the 5th

I be focused on my goals whiles hoes eating up my sack

If you not deep up in yo bag, you need to bag the back

I need like minds, with mean spirits