From the recording Ma$tery
Produced by: ABDULLA COLEMAN
Written by: ABDULLA COLEMAN
Lyrics
Hook:
It’s all in your mind , I’m bumping 8Ball&G , It’s all in the grind , I paved a better way for me
got shines on shines on shines, I can blind the sun when it shine on me
own my masters myself, and I’m a master of self ,so ain’t nobody owning me
sign with who who for the what what? Em dudes child’s play like putt-Putt
Above ground, but below sub freezing temperatures , flow, so hot, unthaw the bitch in ya
Can’t piss on me and tell me it’s raining, I set president handling business,my paper stacked beyond maintaining
they steady calling my phone, I’m like how the fuc streets get this number, they must’of heard about the 10summers no fumbles
who ole me need to bring that to the spot, give a fuc if it’s for a bloc, biggie smalls, or a roc
I’m a motivator innovator trend setter type of fella, emerged from the rain without a stain on my shirt, no umbrella
got hoe choosing and paying for conversation, I come through and hook the ass up, I’m the cable
homie stay in a bitch face that can’t do shit 4him, but in line asking me for loot, like it’s porridge
who else you know, wit a platinum album but ain’t even got a video , and bodied mo hoes(at1time), than they found in the wall , on Sicario
It’s all in your mind , I’m bumping 8Ball&G , It’s all in the grind , I paved a better way for me
got shines on shines on shines, I can blind the sun when it shine on me
own my masters myself, and I’m a master of self ,so ain’t nobody owning me
sign with who who for the what what? Em dudes child’s play like putt-Putt
I snag rebounds when shooters ain’t hitting they called me to clean up man because I ain’t missing
chemist like I went to Yale keep something for the sale that will jump out the water like a whale
I’m maxed out and my head strong don’t want the pussy if ya miles long I cut the head off of Medusa right after the bitch turn my heart stone
my flow better and she say I looked at playing these hoes like Rick ric rac
crumbling, blueberry haze in a zigzag as a youth eyes were on a big bag
fuck a dream, I wake up every day and get that understand me, can you dig that?
Hook:
It’s all in your mind , I’m bumping 8Ball&G , It’s all in the grind , I paved a better way for me
got shines on shines on shines, I can blind the sun when it shine on me
own my masters myself, and I’m a master of self ,so ain’t nobody owning me
sign with who who for the what what? Em dudes child’s play like putt-Putt