Lil Poppa - MIND OVER MATTER

(AJ, run that shit up)
(Alex Made This Beat)

They done woke up a mad man
Tryna cancel that if a nigga had plans
Can't answer that right now, I'm trappin'
Ayy, you heard what happened to the last man?
Oh, you didn't, bet you can't ask him
I wish I wasn't a rapper
I tell you, I ain't just rappin'
(You ready Ejay?)
C'mon
Let's go

I told a nigga, "Mind over matter, that hoe don't even matter"
I already had her, I don't want her, you can have her
Told her, "I won't even sweat her, find somebody treat her better"
But I'ma dawg and she love it
Don't act like a rapper at all, I know it, I'm thuggin'
No, I ain't been to sleep at all, I know it's the drugs
I peeped the snake inside my blood, how I know if it's love?

Fuck it nigga, that's what it is, I'on't care what it was
Can't tell 'em, "Chill," them niggas wanna kill just because
I'on't smoke Blacks for real, I'm on a pill, got a boost the buzz
Just sittin' here thinkin' 'bout Busta, gon' smoke two for cuh
Pull up, hop out, I'm smokin' Frooty, fuck, oh yes, I'm booted up
I'm askin', "Who is us?", told the bitch, "I already know it's us"
Them niggas been holdin' us, but I been not givin' a fuck
Been stop sippin' the green, it's purple inside of my cup
I welcome to walk on ice (I welcome to walk on ice)
She say, "That is not the color of no regular Sprite"
Just make sure you bring the cutter, we live a hell of a life
Just to go to hell and make it back, we pay hell of a price
(Niggas can't fuck with me, I still got the flames on me)

Mind over matter, that hoe don't even matter
I already had her, I don't want her, you can have her
Told her, "I won't even sweat her, find somebody treat her better"
But I'ma dawg and she love it
Don't act like a rapper at all, I know it, I'm thuggin'
No, I ain't been to sleep at all, I know it's the drugs
I peeped the snake inside my blood, how I know if it's love?

I chopped the head off a snake, nigga, don't make me
Bitch better pick another plate 'fore she try to play me
Bitch fuck what them numbers say, you could not rate me
Just go get some money, bae, don't live yo' life on Say Cheese
And tell 'em, "Free that nigga, Squeeze"
Bitch please, Quez got 'bout seven bitches in here, all on they knees
Pray these dollars don't bring problems, that some shit that I don't need
Just for the shirt, a thousand dollars and Connie got me sprayin' Creed on it
I mix the shit with weed
I woke up on a Percocet, I mix the shit with lean
I ain't really feel it workin' so I turnt up on a bean
See, he ain't know them boys was lurkin', end up left burnt on the scene
You know my team supreme
I'on't know 'bout that nigga, what you mean?
(Fuck you mean, boy?)

Mind over matter, that hoe don't even matter
I already had her, I don't want her, you can have her
Told her, "I won't even sweat her, find somebody treat her better"
But I'ma dawg and she love it
Don't act like a rapper at all, I know it, I'm thuggin'
No, I ain't been to sleep at all, I know it's the drugs
I peeped the snake inside my blood, how I know if it's love?

Written by:
Ajit Mandal, Alex Tanner, Evgeniy Ermakov, Janarious Wheeler, Oritseniraro Bemigho-Amorighoye

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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