Mindin My Business

[Chorus]
Mindin my business, bitch
Mindin my business, hoe (yeah)
Turn off that bullshit, click
Fuck what they feedin my soul (fuck that)
Ain’t watchin they circus scripts
Ain’t chantin they dead-ass goals
Mindin my business, bitch
Mindin my business, hoe
[Verse 1]
Got the channel off, got my candle lit
They be sellin fear in a fancy fit
New lie drop like a brand new drip
Same old chains with a cleaner pic
They want war, they want hate on loop
Same three shots, same angle, new suit
Same fake flag, same actor salute
I see past that, I just stack and scoot
Clock in, grind, I don’t trust they news
They don’t love me, they just love my views
They want clicks, they don’t care who lose
I want peace, I want paid, I choose
[Chorus]
Mindin my business, bitch
Mindin my business, hoe (back up)
Turn off that bullshit, click
Fuck what they feedin my soul
They post that panic pic
They want that puppet control
Mindin my business, bitch
Mindin my business, hoe
[Verse 2]
They say “pick a side,” I say “kiss my ass”
I don’t march for the ones printin all that cash
Two fake teams on the same old staff
Whole game rigged, I just dodge they traps
They preach “freedom” with a fine print twist
Mask on face, but the chain on wrist
New law drop, that’s a silent hit
You sign rights off in a terms sheet click
So I grow my plate, I protect my crib
I keep fam close, I don’t post that shit
I move low-key, I don’t beg to live
I don’t need a king I ain’t votin in
[Chorus]
Mindin my business, bitch
Mindin my business, hoe (yeah, yeah)
Turn off that bullshit, click
Fuck what they feedin my soul
If it ain’t love or a bag or a bless
I don’t want that noise, let it go
Mindin my business, bitch
Mindin my business, hoe (mindin my, mindin my)

rap, Dark Memphis trap banger with swung hi-hats, rattling low-end, and eerie bell stabs. Chorus hits first with stacked male vocals and aggressive ad-libs; verses ride a snarling, behind-the-beat flow. Hook gets extra octave-doubled lead, distorted ad-libs, and drops in the beat for key punchlines, then slams back with 808 glides and sharp snare cracks., tone, hip hop