E The Mastermind – Reap Mine (Sowed My Soul) Lyrics

1
If someone
Is number one
And it ain’t me?
I haven’t met em yet
That ding on your record
Checking me’s a hard credit check
I try to keep it simple
But I speak in different dialects
Could lose ya
With the Ruger
But I’d rather use the intellect
spective
Cause my ex bitch is pregnant
Made me think a little
But I’m mostly unaffected
I got my shit together
But I break it into segments
Looking likе sausage links
The shit I do is all connectеd
Kick it with Kooks
Post up with Pogues
Drinking with Dukes
Running with Rogues
Boss that shop at Ross
The hoes compliment my clothes
Con Waltero ‘ta Adobo
Cuando quiero busca toto
Pulling up on Tellysvision
Like I’m tryna get a photo
Yolo!
So it why it feel like I been here before though?
Need some new experience I’m finna play some polo
Lord I need a stallion, neck piece medallion
Pizza box my shoes cause them janx is Italian

Hook
They can call me a square while I run circles around em
Niggas getting dizzy while they tryna keep up with me
I do things by the book, but who you think the publisher?
Don’t play to compete, but if we do?
Imma punish ya

Hoes count me out before I get a chance to speak
Niggas never learn to cook, why they all expect to eat?
I put my soul in what I sow, why they want to reap mine?
They done lost their damn minds!

2
A little bit of this
A little bit of that
I’m Lavish nigga
Fry my eggs in rendered duck fat
You don’t want beef with me
Cutthroat like it’s halal
Put a knife to the GOAT
When it’s winner take all
Stopped smoking
Don’t mean
I on\’t want no smoke
I de-escalate with my left
Keeping my right hand on my pole
Sober ass man
That’s how I maintain control
You could learn a thing or two
But first you have to enroll (class is in session)
Some call me professor
Office hours making hits
Chick
Ain’t recording shit
After hours getting hit
My bars is forever like my name Infinite E
We both been moving up
They just now getting up to speed
Why niggas blow down?
Before it’s bout to go down?
Burnt ass too high
While I’m giving you the lowdown
Slowdown
Your tank is on reserve
I roll round with an EV
Recharge with each swerve

Hook
They can call me a square while I run circles around em
Niggas getting dizzy while they tryna keep up with me
I do things by the book, but who you think the publisher?
Don’t play to compete, but if we do?
Imma punish ya

Hoes count me out before I get a chance to speak
Niggas never learn to cook, why they all expect to eat?
I put my soul in what I sow, why they want to reap mine?
They done lost their damn minds!

3
Conquer laws of physics
Got perpetual momentum
I don’t pick battles
They pick me
I’m just the one to end em
Send em all packing
Like the end of a lease
I be living in their minds, dreams and nightmares rent-free
Beamer Benz or Bentley?
I’m still pushing the Subie
Dog in the whip
I ain’t talking Scooby Dooby
I been working nonstop
So my hair is kinda shaggy
But I still get head like Fred
Whenever Daphne wanna shag me
Tag me in the match
Eat the punch like it’s a Chapman
Skinny ass cat
End the war like I’m the Fat Man
Batman, solo
No co-op with Robin
Stash cash in my sock
Like a cotton Christmas stocking
Knocking on the door
Until I get my foot in it (I\’m in)
Moving in silence
Ain’t the same as being timid
Can’t be close with most
Cause at times I’m real finicky
Patent for my style
Cause these suckas wanna mimic me

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