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Correct Mind On A Million Lyrics
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J. Stone
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Correct Mind On A Million
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[Chorus: J. Stone] You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen Ain't the man on the moon, I'm the man on a mission Got my mind on a million so I grind for a million And it's a different type of swag like they signed me for a million You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen Ain't the man on the moon, I'm the man on a mission Got my mind on a million so I grind for a million And it's a different type of swag like they signed me for a million [Verse 1: J. Stone] Yeah, I'm in my bag, this a different kind of swag So we gon' bleed the lab to get that million dollar bag I used to drive a Maxima, a Bimmer and a Jag Bought that lowrider just to hit the switches on they ass On the road to riches, I'm a savage You can keep that pussy, bitch, I had it Bossed up, I'm on a different status Ran laps, you can catch my stats Real nigga, you can check my tats Flows colder than the skiers out in Aspen Should I cop the Maybach or the Aston? All these Backwoods I'm ashin' Nigga stuck in the past tense Me, I'm lookin' forward, not backwards Tryna explore the whole atlas I come from stashin' blowers in a mattress [Chorus: J. Stone and Curren$y] You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen Ain't the man on the moon, I'm the man on a mission Got my mind on a million so I grind for a million And it's a different type of swag like they signed me for a million You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen Ain't the man on the moon, I'm the man on a mission (Turn it up a little bit for me) Got my mind on a million so I grind for a million (Yeah) And it's a different type of swag like they signed me for a million (Yeah, uh) [Verse 2: Curren$y] This Eastside Andretti, saggin' in that rag Chevy Know I'm from New Orleans, though I fuck with California heavy Stayin' ready, focused, 'cause I see that loot approachin' We gon' get this heist in motion, get these vault doors open Let us count up in the mornin', dressed fresh as my [?] Stretchin' them investments, I'm forever paid Niggas like [?] infectin' the section Gotta get 'em out our circle, they don't follow directions Corvette [?] 911 Turbos we flexin' On one lick while we plottin' out the next one Gotta keep 'em guessin' Jet Life 'til we die, though the vibe is forever Andretti og, nigga, I'm high as ever Real niggas put they minds together They can buy whatever, towers as tall as Plans as big as— you can't name 'em If you want it, gotta claim it, what your aim is? [Chorus: J. Stone] You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen Ain't the man on the moon, I'm the man on a mission Got my mind on a million so I grind for a million And it's a different type of swag like they signed me for a million You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen Ain't the man on the moon, I'm the man on a mission Got my mind on a million so I grind for a million And it's a different type of swag like they signed me for a million [Verse 3: J. Stone] Uh, Ralphs to the penthouse, come and sight-see 3X-Tall used to be my white tee Now I'm shoppin' at the mall for some Nikes Then hit Saks and spend a couple hundred on a white tee They say it ain't trickin' if you got it But I got it and I ain't trickin' Every day I eat like it's Thanksgivin' No handouts, fuck what them banks lendin' Cut some people off, wasn't cut from my cloth Them niggas soft, they ain't from where I come from at all Some bitches lost in the sauce, just wanna get tossed Before I grew up I knew I was gon' be a boss Shout out to Black Sam and the homie Nip And fuck the middleman 'cause we don't owe 'em shit Dropped that "All Get Right", told you my flow was sick [?] this whole rap, I ain't wrote this shit [Chorus: J. Stone] You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen Ain't the man on the moon, I'm the man on a mission Got my mind on a million so I grind for a million And it's a different type of swag like they signed me for a million You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen Ain't the man on the moon, I'm the man on a mission Got my mind on a million so I grind for a million And it's a different type of swag like they signed me for a million
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