Lyrics Mick Jenkins – On My Mind

Been here for a minute
Free
Be happy man

Tell ’em that I’m straight up out the Chi, and I’m reppin’ that, to the def

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might a second I was reckin’ trap, run it back
Flippin’ these trees like a lumberjack
Tell ’em that we ordered that
Smell like we imported that
We can see the bullshit, I was playin’ Horace Grant
Think about it all the time, nigga we ain’t forcin’ shit
Think about it all the time, it’s gone be unfortunate, fool

There’s something on my mind
Tell ’em x10
Tell ’em we ain’t never goin’ down without a fight
Tell ’em that we pray about it every single night
Tell ’em bout the mic
And the plight, of a chi nigga
Tell ’em that Free ain’t only just me and my niggas

I really just be chillin’ with my niggas
Ridin’ down Jordan
With some shorties
That we courting
Trynna make them feel important
OG Skywalker like Luke
I been one with the force so I ain’t never had to force it
Well manicured like golf courses
Tommy Hilfiger, fuck them horses
Lamborghini, Ferrari, and boxed Porsches

There’s something on my mind
Tell ’em x10
Tell ’em we ain’t never goin’ down without a fight
Tell ’em that we pray about it every single night
Tell ’em bout the mic
And the plight, of a chi nigga
Tell ’em that Free ain’t only just me and my niggas

Trynna cop a bigger morsel of this pie called life
Now these shorties talk about releasing sexual endorphins cause I’m fly, all right
Like a 5 star dinner with a dash of Allspice
Niggas salty cause the system has been built on faulty premises
You just want it bumpin’ and I’m seein’ all the blemishes
Identities deminshin’
Plus a million witnesses play apathetic
They got you in this game simply off of athletics, fool

There’s something on my mind
Tell ’em x10
Tell ’em we ain’t never goin’ down without a fight
Tell ’em that we pray about it every single night
Tell ’em bout the mic
And the plight, of a chi nigga
Tell ’em that Free ain’t only just me and my niggas

It’s groovy
Free your mind