[Hook]
Say I lied to you, pay no mind to you
I don't hide the clues, it's just that
What once was no lie is no longer true
Say I lied to you, pay no mind to you
I don't hide the clues, it's just that
What once was no lie is no longer true
[Verse 1]
What you really expect when you tell a man that he— (he lied)?
Everyday I'm growin', break down that word
If you think it's only on the— (outside)
Yeah, I'm 5" 9', on the inside, I got five nines
Learned to shoot the rhymin' as a 5 to 9
Rolls Royce, Em and Kendrick in the whip
Got the colt—what's the number? Fivе nines
Do this shit during prime times
Not watchin' tеlevision, I would tell a vision
Every rhyme defined by what the hell I'm missin' (Yeah)
In my inner thoughts, hella efficent when I'm gettin' off (Ha)
Fuck the game, I clap, don't give applause
I got all the fans up in a synagogue
Who hopin' I finish, Yeo records is open for business
Soldiers, halt and hold your position (Yeah)
Weapon unholstered, loadin' the clip in (That's right)
All the wit you hoes gonna witness (Huh?)
We go pro and know the depiction (Yeah, yuh)
Won't be a picture, but we got a 360 view
Of the whole fuckin' game, but I always say this shit
[Hook]
Say I lied to you, pay no mind to you
I don't hide the clues, it's just that
What once was no lie is no longer true
Say I lied to you, pay no mind to you
I don't hide the clues, it's just that
What once was no lie is no longer true
[Verse 2]
If you have a mouth, if you ever have a bout (Have a bout)
Of somethin', they gonna prolly think that's all you are about
(Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)
That's the sound of all the gathered rounds
Children, gather 'round and lemme tell you what this rap about!
[Bridge]
I done said some things I don't mean
I don't mean some things I have said
If you see the mean of my means, you'll see
I don't mean to be mean so fiendishly
[Hook]
Say I lied—
[Verse 3]
I ain't done
Like I'm passed around, I'm gettin' so fucked
The past around me has been so rough
Hope the pastor 'round, he need to hold up
A crucifix or they finna go nuts
Get addicted and get a whole rush
Think you doper mean, so the dopamine
Amount the same as a fuckin' home run, yeah
You decimate 'cause they only love
Decimals and decibels, the better ways
Try to compensate with pathetic hate
Instead pressin' play or press-and-pay
A new storm is comin' and it's on the way
All your fuckin' tweets will be washed away
'Cause we only hearin' all the birds chirp
When your reign is over and it fades away
[Hook]
Say I lied to you, pay no mind to you
I don't hide the clues, it's just that
What once was no lie is no longer true
Say I lied to you, pay no mind to you
I don't hide the clues, it's just that
What once was no lie is no longer true
Say I lied to you, pay no mind to you
I don't hide the clues, it's just that
What once was no lie is no longer true
No Mind was written by Embis.
No Mind was produced by Will Alexander.