Mind Over Matter

[Intro: Tim Neat]
Uh, uh-huh
And it's mind over matter
[?] disaster
(Keystone)
Uh-huh, uh-huh
And it's mind over matter
But it really don't matter
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

[Pre-Chorus: Tim Neat]
I tell that bitch "Live mind over matter"
But if I get that clout, best believe it's a matter
We all live by "We shoot [?] disaster"
We skrrt off on the block like [?] what happened?

[Chorus: Tim Neat]
I tell my bitch "Mind over matter"
She call my phone and you know I don't answer
She call my phone, she thinkin' that I'm mad at her
She call my phone, she thinkin' that I'm—
Uh, she callin' my phone, she thinkin' that I'm fed up

[Verse 1: Tim Neat]
Put switchy on the back of the Glock and the shit gon' wet up
But I can't fuck with that bitch, girl, I have no time
Man I can't fuck with that bitch, got [?]
Man I can't fuck with that bitch, I'm stuck on my grind
OT, gotta shine, nip ain't worth a dime
I won't drop dimes, I won't do time
'Cause if they try to catch me you know I'm doin' the race

[Verse 2: J Neat]
Jump out shootin' broad day, I don't give a fuck what the law say
I gotta sell that Crosby, nigga, this ain't no hockey
Let me bend my top three 'cause we start shootin' properly
And yeah, I'm talkin' bodies, this shit became a hobby
Pull the trigger let it rip, hit his trap and sell a brick
They ain't tryna graduate, man they'd rather hit a lick
I'm at the pot, I'm at the stove, man, I keep on workin' on my wrist
And my youngin' never listen, he just burned another brick
Fuck it, burn another whip, fuck it, hit another strip
If you see me on your block, I empty Glocks and empty clips
I got niggas tryna run, they tryna make it to they crib
I got niggas who gon' pull up, they gon' shutdown where you live

[Chorus: Tim Neat]
Uh, I tell my bitch "Mind over matter"
She call my phone and you know I don't answer
She call my phone, she thinkin' that she matter
She call my phone, she thinkin' that I'm fed up
Uh, I tell my bitch "Mind over matter"
She call my phone and you know I don't answer
She call my phone, she thinkin' that she matter
She call my phone, she thinkin' that I'm fed up

[Outro: Tim Neat]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Know how I'm rockin' nigga
(Keystone)