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Mindtimisy - Proctor (feat. SB Records) Lyrics
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It's SB, home of the proctor, we semi-doctors
Dissect this beat, like a chopper, it's no biggie who shot ya
I'm improper, but I thought that I should let you know
I'm smashing women till it's sounding like a metronome
Funny to think about it, better yet man it's hysterical
Spitting verses off the dome, they always quick to give me dome
Coming just to send them home, they always call me on the phone
Dumb to think that I would really pick up while I'm with the bros
Roll up in a Honda, I kick it with ya bitch like she Ronda
Young nigga, I'm just tryna get behind her
I know you seen the text, got you sweatin' like a sauna
Bouncing on my dick, we sent the flick, we causing trauma
You know I got that lala, you know I'm in the top5
The top 3 it's just my guys and that's just word to Allah
We steady speaking lava, we Monstars, you chihuahuas
Do magic with the tada, no plastic in my mamas
White tee, feeling calm, feeling like the bomb
No Husain, please let me explain, tie'em up no loose change
No loose ends
F*ck who's friends, we been on that
You seen the film, it's not on Cinemax
Still sinning more, still winning dough
Yea, thank the lord for plenty more that's coming under the sun
Peace and love no Rev Run, now look at what we've become
We out here chilling, we winning, we steady getting it done
Yea look at where we come from, this ain't the time to fear one
This ain't the time to fear one, and I got my brain feeling numb
Now I'm just paying my dues like it's the end of the month
They tried finessing my shit, so I brought my ass to the front
Now I be scoring, you boring, while I'm just kicking this punt
But I'm here, it's crazy how I managed to appear
I hopped up on the track with guys that I've done known for years
Them High School days a blur man but we weren't drinking beers
I wouldn't shed a tear, if I could relieve all these years
The pain is way too much but I let god handle the steer
When they ask me how I'm doing, man I'm quick to switch my gears
Celebrating our atrocities, we quick to say our cheers
Not seeing all the damage being done to those in fear
We got these niggas nervous, like these niggas seen the D's
You bet SB at your service, but you bowing to ya knees
We work, with expertise, with ease, since EBT
Smoking blunts, with Mindtimisy, when we use to call him cheese
Get the cheese, just to please, just myself, and not the leech
Smoking green, for the health, in the breeze
For the cough, promethazine
Cup is dirty, test the piss, it's looking clean
How I do it? Double Gs, got the gangsta in my genes
Remember feeling blasted in classes, smelling like ashes
Had to make a quick buck, so I turned to selling to the masses
That's the students of course, the most reliable source
You wanna cop? I don't force, my shit is fire no torch
I'm down to scorch
No Blazikin, I'll blaze it now that there's a bic
Like Curry, I'm on fire so you see me scoring quick
I'm at the deeper end, where you cant come cause you can't swim
I could feel bad, but I don't, yea we working for this shit
I'm higher, been wired, since day one, of course
You talk like a boss, but you walk with remorse
You don't know what's happening, so now pay the cost
And I'm quick to take shit over, so they're handing me to torch
Growing up man I was geeking, would've thought I was a dork
Dreaming big and painting fantasies while on my uncles porch
Trynna skip the line, to success, you know how the Shauce finesse
Never watch my back or looking to my right or my left
Cause I know a nigga blessed, gotta some hitta's in the sky
Then they dedicated at your neck
Hope my niggas never die, I'm only f*cking with the best
Talking dreams up in the ride, wanna sign a groupie breasts, like who's next?
Yea these checks is what I'm worried bout
Stop worrying about that stupid clout
Homie please don't make me take it down that route
Cause you ain't stacking your paper
So you have nothing to savor
So you mad at yourself, saying some prayers
Got you looking at us, like we some saviors
Doing good for the hood, like I'm the Mayor
Gonna have to buy back the block, get homie off selling rocks
Teach him stocks, that'll help generations later, hater
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It's SB, home of the proctor, we semi-doctors
Dissect this beat, like a chopper, it's no biggie who shot ya
I'm improper, but I thought that I should let you know
I'm smashing women till it's sounding like a metronome
Funny to think about it, better yet man it's hysterical
Spitting verses off the dome, they always quick to give me dome
Coming just to send them home, they always call me on the phone
Dumb to think that I would really pick up while I'm with the bros
Roll up in a Honda, I kick it with ya bitch like she Ronda
Young nigga, I'm just tryna get behind her
I know you seen the text, got you sweatin' like a sauna
Bouncing on my dick, we sent the flick, we causing trauma
You know I got that lala, you know I'm in the top5
The top 3 it's just my guys and that's just word to Allah
We steady speaking lava, we Monstars, you chihuahuas
Do magic with the tada, no plastic in my mamas
White tee, feeling calm, feeling like the bomb
No Husain, please let me explain, tie'em up no loose change
No loose ends
F*ck who's friends, we been on that
You seen the film, it's not on Cinemax
Still sinning more, still winning dough
Yea, thank the lord for plenty more that's coming under the sun
Peace and love no Rev Run, now look at what we've become
We out here chilling, we winning, we steady getting it done
Yea look at where we come from, this ain't the time to fear one
This ain't the time to fear one, and I got my brain feeling numb
Now I'm just paying my dues like it's the end of the month
They tried finessing my shit, so I brought my ass to the front
Now I be scoring, you boring, while I'm just kicking this punt
But I'm here, it's crazy how I managed to appear
I hopped up on the track with guys that I've done known for years
Them High School days a blur man but we weren't drinking beers
I wouldn't shed a tear, if I could relieve all these years
The pain is way too much but I let god handle the steer
When they ask me how I'm doing, man I'm quick to switch my gears
Celebrating our atrocities, we quick to say our cheers
Not seeing all the damage being done to those in fear
We got these niggas nervous, like these niggas seen the D's
You bet SB at your service, but you bowing to ya knees
We work, with expertise, with ease, since EBT
Smoking blunts, with Mindtimisy, when we use to call him cheese
Get the cheese, just to please, just myself, and not the leech
Smoking green, for the health, in the breeze
For the cough, promethazine
Cup is dirty, test the piss, it's looking clean
How I do it? Double Gs, got the gangsta in my genes
Remember feeling blasted in classes, smelling like ashes
Had to make a quick buck, so I turned to selling to the masses
That's the students of course, the most reliable source
You wanna cop? I don't force, my shit is fire no torch
I'm down to scorch
No Blazikin, I'll blaze it now that there's a bic
Like Curry, I'm on fire so you see me scoring quick
I'm at the deeper end, where you cant come cause you can't swim
I could feel bad, but I don't, yea we working for this shit
I'm higher, been wired, since day one, of course
You talk like a boss, but you walk with remorse
You don't know what's happening, so now pay the cost
And I'm quick to take shit over, so they're handing me to torch
Growing up man I was geeking, would've thought I was a dork
Dreaming big and painting fantasies while on my uncles porch
Trynna skip the line, to success, you know how the Shauce finesse
Never watch my back or looking to my right or my left
Cause I know a nigga blessed, gotta some hitta's in the sky
Then they dedicated at your neck
Hope my niggas never die, I'm only f*cking with the best
Talking dreams up in the ride, wanna sign a groupie breasts, like who's next?
Yea these checks is what I'm worried bout
Stop worrying about that stupid clout
Homie please don't make me take it down that route
Cause you ain't stacking your paper
So you have nothing to savor
So you mad at yourself, saying some prayers
Got you looking at us, like we some saviors
Doing good for the hood, like I'm the Mayor
Gonna have to buy back the block, get homie off selling rocks
Teach him stocks, that'll help generations later, hater
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Writer: Cristian Pineda, Justin Ramirez, Victor Gonzalez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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