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Usaama - Mind Right Lyrics



Usaama - Mind Right Lyrics
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You fall down and... you just get back up, you know?
Uh
Yeah
Eh
Yayee
Yeah
Uh
Seen it all and I done it all
Won some but I ain't won 'em all
Seen it all and I done it all
But if there's one thing I know
I ain't done at all, but I
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right, yeah
Back then it was pen and pad and the beats on my MP3
Wild 'N Out, Rap City, Making the Band on MTV
No MPC, just FL Studio, clickin' melodies key by key
YouTube-ing that Wild Style, that Art of Rhyme for my history
Choppin' up that Chaka Khan, that James Brown, that Aretha
Then sit back and lace that there like pepperoni on pizza
Diddy hustle, country boy, but that country boy got city dreams
Got me a part in West Side Story, then I took that flight out to NYC!
They don't know what I been through, it's a lot
Doin' the most, I been doin' a lot
Feds keepin' watch like I'm movin' a rock
Burnin' my ships as I move to the top
Burnin' these bridges, I'm done with the lot
All I got left is my faith and my God
Pray on the daily, like, "God, won't you save me?
I been hurtin lately, I'm losin' the plot!"
How you stay grounded when you're falling?
How you toe the line when you're crawling?
The pressure pushing these walls in
Only chip I got left is the one by my neck, 'cause I been puttin' 'em all in, and I
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right, yeah
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Got to get my mind right, yeah
Lost some and I gained some, do it for where we came from
My scars wrapped in that same cloth that you and me was made from
Do it for Abbu, do it for Amma, do it for all the same ones
The day-one's, them there might give it out, but them there don't take none
You do this shit to be doin' shit, I'm doin' this to be true to it
I took a break and came back to it, my boy said, "Bro, you have to spit!
Your delivery is immaculate, you persevere and you're passionate
Everything you touch, you're smashin' it-", said, what's a headshot if it's not accurate?
Doin' the most, yeah, I'm doin' the most
Like beef in the '90s, I'm movin' a coast
You Westside or you Eastside
My code bigger than you and your post
These principles that we live by
These principles that we'd die by
Lucifer tried to choke me out
I said, nah Satan, this my life!
My seeds up, my Gs up, my cheese up 'til we're ballin'
God ease up, I'm fallin', my knees tucked, I'm callin' on you
Callin' on you
'Cause I gotta
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right, yeah
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Got to get my mind right, yeah
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You fall down and... you just get back up, you know?
Uh
Yeah
Eh
Yayee
Yeah
Uh
Seen it all and I done it all
Won some but I ain't won 'em all
Seen it all and I done it all
But if there's one thing I know
I ain't done at all, but I
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right, yeah
Back then it was pen and pad and the beats on my MP3
Wild 'N Out, Rap City, Making the Band on MTV
No MPC, just FL Studio, clickin' melodies key by key
YouTube-ing that Wild Style, that Art of Rhyme for my history
Choppin' up that Chaka Khan, that James Brown, that Aretha
Then sit back and lace that there like pepperoni on pizza
Diddy hustle, country boy, but that country boy got city dreams
Got me a part in West Side Story, then I took that flight out to NYC!
They don't know what I been through, it's a lot
Doin' the most, I been doin' a lot
Feds keepin' watch like I'm movin' a rock
Burnin' my ships as I move to the top
Burnin' these bridges, I'm done with the lot
All I got left is my faith and my God
Pray on the daily, like, "God, won't you save me?
I been hurtin lately, I'm losin' the plot!"
How you stay grounded when you're falling?
How you toe the line when you're crawling?
The pressure pushing these walls in
Only chip I got left is the one by my neck, 'cause I been puttin' 'em all in, and I
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right, yeah
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Got to get my mind right, yeah
Lost some and I gained some, do it for where we came from
My scars wrapped in that same cloth that you and me was made from
Do it for Abbu, do it for Amma, do it for all the same ones
The day-one's, them there might give it out, but them there don't take none
You do this shit to be doin' shit, I'm doin' this to be true to it
I took a break and came back to it, my boy said, "Bro, you have to spit!
Your delivery is immaculate, you persevere and you're passionate
Everything you touch, you're smashin' it-", said, what's a headshot if it's not accurate?
Doin' the most, yeah, I'm doin' the most
Like beef in the '90s, I'm movin' a coast
You Westside or you Eastside
My code bigger than you and your post
These principles that we live by
These principles that we'd die by
Lucifer tried to choke me out
I said, nah Satan, this my life!
My seeds up, my Gs up, my cheese up 'til we're ballin'
God ease up, I'm fallin', my knees tucked, I'm callin' on you
Callin' on you
'Cause I gotta
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right, yeah
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Got to get my mind right, yeah
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Writer: Usaama Minhas
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