Ardy Rocz - T.M.M.M Lyrics

Mind over matter
Skip the chatter
I'm bout big business

Like ray b
Or jay bricz
The morals
Move militant

Everything we saw
Can jeopardize
All our innocence

All my street ones feeling this
On bond
Hearing sentences

I made it out the trenches
Mentally
But I'm still present
I got bitches steady calling
While they man stressing

And knowing him
He gone tell her to block me
She on my page
Like I'm sorry
Knowing damn well
She just topped me

But anyways
Let me get me get
Back to this hot shit

I gotta plan
Full of fun
Of ideas
But moneys the topic

Better be saving
For rainy days
Cuz when it drops its no stopping

I'm in drop
Passenger seat
Riding with nockz
Down collins

Don't even try
None that funny shit
Cuz u know crown wilding

How you broke
Tryna start war
With us
You know thats outta pocket
Stop it

One push a button
While I'm stunting
In the tropics
Laughing over steak and lobster
Get you done off in a hour

Prefer the restaurants that
Allow me to roll up sour
Or have deep talks with the chef
Cuz networking
A source of power

This
Free game
Is for the lames
Don't step in this lane of ours

We figured it all out got
No time for small timers