M. J. Withers - 410
I got my mind made to get paid
Yeah
I got my mind made to get paid
Uhn, oh yeah
Yeah, I got my mind made to get paid now
Right
Got my mind made to get paid
Uhn check it out now
Aight
Ride with me now
Uhn, take hold of the flow, let it go
Just vibe with me now
Guarantee that a nigga gon' be
Everything that I say
Word to the wise
Breakbeat legend cause I'm gold with the rhyme
Find all the signs to define I'm divine
With the lines that I'm shining bright
Now that's all a nigga need yea
Be reassured like yea
Hey, got it in my mind that I grind til the day that I die
So I hit that goal, get that dough
What that mean? Boy don't play
Yo them coins I make them flip
I can get that dime, let me get that dime
Yo you know I take my pick
C'est la vie, Sak Pase
Rep one city? Nah I rep a whole state
M to the D, Baltimore, even out in PG
But the home still be Double A
Parkville where I stay, I don't say much
Stay low key but I always stay clutch
Got that for me cause I stack that money
Nigga don't act funny cause you might get touched
Everybody know my name
Everybody know that game
Forty four blow, instrumental bouw bouw
Cause a nigga wont fold, always stand ten toe
Nigga say what you meant, intervene on the feint
M. J. Dub go hard in the paint
Everybody love me, Everybody want me
Everybody saying
This is how I ride
This is how I roll
Best believe I got it
If you doubting now you know
This is how I ride
This is how I roll
Best believe I'm bout it bout it
Vibe in 410
This is how I ride
This is how I roll
Best believe I got it
If you doubting now you know
This is how I ride
This is how I roll
Best believe I'm bout it bout it
Vibe in 410
Look I don't really give a, nah I ain't gon' trip
Gotta stay calm can't lose my grip
But I wont lie occasionally I do flip
But I won't slip
Getting on by
If I do hit baby I won't slide
May hit you up once or twice every two or three weeks
Just to make sure you're doing alright
Let me get that boom boom and that bass sound
I'm a black man and I say it loud
Been down and I'm real with it
So nigga step up and go round for round
And my game's so tight ah
Spit facts on the track like Sriracha
All day cause a nigga might pave your way
Ándale ándale full blast better rep your way
Nigga I don't ever really think about them haters anyway
I be riding I be vibing
Y'all be trying anything
Real live I recognize potential
East side vibes and I'm quite essential
Mind my mental is monumental
With guapo stenciled in my initials
Like whoa and aight
Hang time and we ride
Keep in mind that I'm keeping mine
If you breaching mine then I'm beasting ah
Nigga say what you mean, intervene on the feint
M. J. Dub go hard in the paint
Everybody love me, everybody want me
Everybody saying
This is how I ride
This is how I roll
Best believe I got it
If you doubting now you know
This is how I ride
This is how I roll
Best believe I'm bout it bout it
Vibe in 410
This is how I ride
This is how I roll
Best believe I got it
If you doubting now you know
This is how I ride
This is how I roll
Best believe I'm bout it bout it
Vibe in 410
Written by:
Michael Withers
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