Ab-Soul - #LTM Lyrics

[Intro: Angela McClosky]
I brought you something close to me
And left with something new
See through your head
You haunt my dreams
Nothing to do but believe
Just believe

[Verse: Ab-Soul]
And please don't confuse me with dog, I'm different
Long Term Mentality, still remember them cheap wood benches
How could I ever forget, I never could get
How niggas couldn't get up and get all they could get
Man I done seen a thing or two of things that she or he will do
To fit in with each other nitpicking at each other
Killing each other, bringing each other down
Crustations in a bucket, f*ck it
Roll your windows down in your bucket, play this loud
Soul brother number f*cking two
My time on these 1's and 2's
I'm on this track like running shoes
I dedicate this one to Cletus Anderson for working harder than the average man
Or bend over backwards for his family
Doing whatever is you ask for him
Shit, I know he f*cking tired
He should be somewhere retired
Still trying, bills still due
And between me and you until we get a mill
Life smells like mildew

[Hook: Ab-Soul and Pat Brown]
Long term (This is long term!)
Long term (I'll help you suckas, cause I take it long term)
Long term (I came, I saw, and conquered)
Mentality, mentality, long term (And it's an honor)
Long term (To share this with you, wait no longer)
Long term (Mother f*cker this is long term)
Mentality, mentality, long term