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Growth Video (MV)




Performed By: Mind
Length: 5:27
Written by: Thomas Cole, Trevor Hill




Mind - Growth Lyrics




And I hear that they been
Scheming and they plotting on the low
Well I already know hoe niggas out the door
Niggas say they ready all talk no show
And if you can't hold me down then I gotta let you go
Put the show up on the road
Baby don't want to miss it
Can't fit the whole thing baby just kiss it
Say you f*cking with us when you really sneak dissing
Funds got low and you end up missing
Damn...
Nigga been sitting around constantly waiting
What a mistake they say I sound great
They ask for a tape I tell them it's late
Well times up
We done playing games
Life is too short and I ain't lived a day
If my cousin was here man then what would he say
Stop wasting your time do your thing get paid
So I hustle all night eyes won't stay open
Making shit happen while you other niggas hoping
Sparking up the fire while you niggas just smoking
Knocking down these bitches while you niggas just scoping
Damn
You're a dreamer I'ma doer
Your dream girl I'ma doer
Started from the bottom hustle like I'm from the sewer
And I'm word around town like my middle name was rumor
Please tell me
Why these niggas wanna push they chest out
Bring they Sunday best out
But they team look left out
How your mommy stressed out
Because her life a mess now
But your limo stretched out
With a bitch I stretched out
Say the word and we can get to it
I mean really really really really do it
Leave you really really really really wounded
When they ask what happen all my niggas muted
I got 3 different bitches 3 different dates
Gotta catch 3 flights that's a tri state
Hustle hard fear God
That's the mind state
He don't really want no smoke
That's a lightweight
Who that girl in my phone
That's a classmate
You ain't f*cking with my squad
That's a first take
I took your queen kill the king
That's a check mate
And all my niggas eating great
That's a full plate
To get you erased
I promise it ain't nothing
He was in the passenger
Until I pushed a button
Say he real nigga chill because
He really wasn't
He just talking in reverse
He Benjamin Button
I got some shit that I can say
Make them not like me
Make them wanna fight
Will it happen not likely
But I'm f*cking up they psyche
And This all me don't steal my shit
Bitch Nigga hate me still feel my shit
Why you mad got you all up in your feels and shit
You got a Chris tucker bitch she ca-filter fish
Wait...
Let me fall back
Let me not say that
Because if I really let lose
Aim where your hearts at
Trust me you don't want that
Naa
You'll really lose your mind
When the pressure get the hardest
Then you see who got a spine
As for me I had to leave
It's in my blood for me to grind
I do my music and my family
At the same damn time
I do music like a druggy nigga
Hitting it line for line
I'm Listening to God nigga
He giving me sign for sign
And I was blinded by the he say say she
Nigga you been saying the same shit on replay
But it's time I put my face card down
Thr3al f*cked around and put some water on this red rose now
And it's crazy

Aye
They like who is that
Nigga that's too relaxed
Never be calling back
Never seen falling back
I ain't got time for that
I been through hell and back
And still got nothing to show
Nigga don't play with my money
Because nigga the shit is not funny
I'll lay your ass out like Ali
Now you look up to me Sonny
I swear they can't take this shit from me
I swear that these niggas is phony
I swear I've lost too many homies
I swear my family barely know me
My name is Thr3al
And I'm repping Dallas Texas
And I'm coming with the message that
This is sincerely yours
You can call it a blessing
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And I hear that they been
Scheming and they plotting on the low
Well I already know hoe niggas out the door
Niggas say they ready all talk no show
And if you can't hold me down then I gotta let you go
Put the show up on the road
Baby don't want to miss it
Can't fit the whole thing baby just kiss it
Say you f*cking with us when you really sneak dissing
Funds got low and you end up missing
Damn...
Nigga been sitting around constantly waiting
What a mistake they say I sound great
They ask for a tape I tell them it's late
Well times up
We done playing games
Life is too short and I ain't lived a day
If my cousin was here man then what would he say
Stop wasting your time do your thing get paid
So I hustle all night eyes won't stay open
Making shit happen while you other niggas hoping
Sparking up the fire while you niggas just smoking
Knocking down these bitches while you niggas just scoping
Damn
You're a dreamer I'ma doer
Your dream girl I'ma doer
Started from the bottom hustle like I'm from the sewer
And I'm word around town like my middle name was rumor
Please tell me
Why these niggas wanna push they chest out
Bring they Sunday best out
But they team look left out
How your mommy stressed out
Because her life a mess now
But your limo stretched out
With a bitch I stretched out
Say the word and we can get to it
I mean really really really really do it
Leave you really really really really wounded
When they ask what happen all my niggas muted
I got 3 different bitches 3 different dates
Gotta catch 3 flights that's a tri state
Hustle hard fear God
That's the mind state
He don't really want no smoke
That's a lightweight
Who that girl in my phone
That's a classmate
You ain't f*cking with my squad
That's a first take
I took your queen kill the king
That's a check mate
And all my niggas eating great
That's a full plate
To get you erased
I promise it ain't nothing
He was in the passenger
Until I pushed a button
Say he real nigga chill because
He really wasn't
He just talking in reverse
He Benjamin Button
I got some shit that I can say
Make them not like me
Make them wanna fight
Will it happen not likely
But I'm f*cking up they psyche
And This all me don't steal my shit
Bitch Nigga hate me still feel my shit
Why you mad got you all up in your feels and shit
You got a Chris tucker bitch she ca-filter fish
Wait...
Let me fall back
Let me not say that
Because if I really let lose
Aim where your hearts at
Trust me you don't want that
Naa
You'll really lose your mind
When the pressure get the hardest
Then you see who got a spine
As for me I had to leave
It's in my blood for me to grind
I do my music and my family
At the same damn time
I do music like a druggy nigga
Hitting it line for line
I'm Listening to God nigga
He giving me sign for sign
And I was blinded by the he say say she
Nigga you been saying the same shit on replay
But it's time I put my face card down
Thr3al f*cked around and put some water on this red rose now
And it's crazy

Aye
They like who is that
Nigga that's too relaxed
Never be calling back
Never seen falling back
I ain't got time for that
I been through hell and back
And still got nothing to show
Nigga don't play with my money
Because nigga the shit is not funny
I'll lay your ass out like Ali
Now you look up to me Sonny
I swear they can't take this shit from me
I swear that these niggas is phony
I swear I've lost too many homies
I swear my family barely know me
My name is Thr3al
And I'm repping Dallas Texas
And I'm coming with the message that
This is sincerely yours
You can call it a blessing
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Writer: Thomas Cole, Trevor Hill
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