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    1. 14 - TOA�T - Ma�tery

    From the recording MASTERY DELUXE EDITION

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    14 - TOA�T - Ma�tery
    by TOA$T

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    Lyrics

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    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 up 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

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