"MindRight" lyrics

Lil baby, I been tryna get my mind right
And lil mama, I been tryna get my grind right
And I'ma get the bag even if it's all night
Yeah, even if it take all night
Like damn, I got a million on my mind
Shine, damn, everybody tryna shine
Grind, damn, ain't nobody tryna grind
Line, got all of these bitches on my line

Seen you lil baby off the mud, he just walked out
Call foety up, you know that he gon' pull the chops out
What we do is sweep, yeah we do it with the mops out
Hot now, Break In Records, baby that's what's hot now
Lockdown, they got my big bro up in lockdown
Shot down, next nigga talkin' gon' get shot down
Hot now, Break In Records, baby that's what's hot now, aye

I'm a fiend for the money, I'm addicted to it
And she be fiendin' for the dick like she addicted to it
Countin' bands, making music, yeah that's what I'm doin'
(Aye, aye, yeah that's what I'm doin')
I'm a fiend for the money, I'm addicted to it
And she be fiendin' for the dick like she addicted to it
Countin' bands, making music, yeah that's what I'm doin'
(Aye, aye, yeah that's what I'm doin')

Bankroll on me and it come in all colors
Last summer, I was down, it was a cold summer
Nobody picked up, I was hittin' all they phone numbers
Now all these bitches tryna bang my fuckin' phone number
If it ain't 'bout the money, I don't wanna talk about it
If you talkin' 'bout my thang, I don't leave the crib without it
I don't leave the crib without it
I'd rather go down for it than get caught without it
I told my brother I got him
My brother know that I got him
I be chillin' with the demons, I don't think you want a problem
(I don't think you want a problem)
(I be chillin' with the demons, I don't think you want a problem)