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Gem Mint 10 Video (MV)




Performed By: Kazim Monsoon
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: Andre Castro, Kazim Monsoon




Kazim Monsoon - Gem Mint 10 Lyrics




Dropped out the class number one draft pick of the litter
My glass lift have a drink wit my niggas
My last shit wasn't fit to deliver
I scraped it made the shit even bigger
Now classics all I'm fittin to give em
Frame of mind wasn't fittin the picture
To be a great yea I fit the description
Nigga listen I was sittin' in the crosshairs
Lost peers but alls fair in love in war
Heart was in a tug a war I shrug it off
Rugged raws how they used to keep it the 90s
Went from underboss now I run da course they behind me
They a find me at the top my shit gon live forever
Cant define me wit a clock time tickin' nigga watch I'm livin' in a spot
That most cant occupy I know my worth so I won't comply
I multiply it at a rapid rate
We all wanna be rich I'm thinkin' wealth so I rather wait

Here for the long haul 24 hours I'm on call
Work never cease to amaze
Give life words breath through the page
Make a marriage first leave you engaged I lead to the stage
Every moment the performance of my life
I been soaring through the ranks you been sorting through likes
Wondering who following copying and borrowing
I begin to argue wit' myself about the obvious I'm confident
I'm here to inspire I set tone flesh bone to the soul
Make it feel like a choir got the skill that's
Required to be a goatgot tired of being broke
Integrity and money decided I needed both
Rather die than be a joke laughin' its
Disgusting what i probably a gross
They be dodgin' me the most
I'm modest but need a boat
Offshore accountand an island by the coast
Bread piling by the the loaf
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Dropped out the class number one draft pick of the litter
My glass lift have a drink wit my niggas
My last shit wasn't fit to deliver
I scraped it made the shit even bigger
Now classics all I'm fittin to give em
Frame of mind wasn't fittin the picture
To be a great yea I fit the description
Nigga listen I was sittin' in the crosshairs
Lost peers but alls fair in love in war
Heart was in a tug a war I shrug it off
Rugged raws how they used to keep it the 90s
Went from underboss now I run da course they behind me
They a find me at the top my shit gon live forever
Cant define me wit a clock time tickin' nigga watch I'm livin' in a spot
That most cant occupy I know my worth so I won't comply
I multiply it at a rapid rate
We all wanna be rich I'm thinkin' wealth so I rather wait

Here for the long haul 24 hours I'm on call
Work never cease to amaze
Give life words breath through the page
Make a marriage first leave you engaged I lead to the stage
Every moment the performance of my life
I been soaring through the ranks you been sorting through likes
Wondering who following copying and borrowing
I begin to argue wit' myself about the obvious I'm confident
I'm here to inspire I set tone flesh bone to the soul
Make it feel like a choir got the skill that's
Required to be a goatgot tired of being broke
Integrity and money decided I needed both
Rather die than be a joke laughin' its
Disgusting what i probably a gross
They be dodgin' me the most
I'm modest but need a boat
Offshore accountand an island by the coast
Bread piling by the the loaf
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Writer: Andre Castro, Kazim Monsoon
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