Bankroll Fresh - Mind, Body, & Soul

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The rebirth, ooh
I come before you today, bless
(Bankroll)

(Yeah) I want the fortune, motherfuck the fame
I want the Bentley, motherfuck the Range
God, please forgive me, this shit, I'ma kill it
This shit from my soul, this shit from my spirit
Can't go nowhere if you ain't got no vision
Can't go nowhere if you don't know the distance
Fresh hell, Sunday school class, Christian
Fresh hell, Sunday school fire with me
Force knew cracker took a set with me
If he was Black, he would've had six in 'em
Six ceiling heads, another nigga dead, where the paper at?
Lately, I've been really close to the edge
A lot of crazy shit go through my head
Prayin' I don't slip and go to the feds
Give you thirty for a quote that you said
Nigga turned a real ho when he's scared
Run they mouth like a lil' ho when it's said
Pillow talkin' with your ho in the bed
I done told your ho what I said
Solid only way I know how to play it
Powder, only way I know how to weigh it
Grind harder when your sack in the red
If I ain't had this shit, I know I'd be dead (yeah)

Mind, body, and soul, soul, mind, and body
Never sell your soul for no amount of money
Men never follow, I keep faith in the Lord
You live by the sword, you die by the sword
Mind, body, and soul, soul, mind, and body
Never sell your soul for no amount of money
Men never follow, I keep faith in the Lord
You live by the sword, you die by the sword (switch out)

M is for money over all these bitches
I is the one who really sees and witness
N is for never giving up, forget it
D is for dedicating and daily givin'
B is me, being me, being brilliant
O is for overloaded ammunition
D is destroyin' all the competition
Why you the motherfucker gonna feel me?
S is for satisfied makin' millions
O is for over million-dollar business
You the pussy nigga, mad you ain't get it
Lying on purpose, you know I'ma live it
Fuck all you haters, God bless me, I'm winning
It's been fuck you niggas since the beginning
Nigga mad, they indeed tryna pin it
Talkin' percentage, these niggas trippin'
Double pay, shave, went out and got it
Days I ain't bathe, but made profit
Everyday I pay the game knowledge
Days I would drink to pay homage
I hope we get it, won't take nothin' from me
Just keep it one hundred, just, just to be honest
Just to be honest, just keep this shit one hundred
The realest that done it, just to be honest

Mind, body, and soul, soul, mind, and body
Never sell your soul for no amount of money
Men never follow, I keep faith in the Lord
You live by the sword, you die by the sword
Mind, body, and soul, soul, mind, and body
Never sell your soul for no amount of money
Men never follow, I keep faith in the Lord
You live by the sword, you die by the sword

(Bankroll)

Written by:
Trentavious Zamon White

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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