Artist: Ab-Soul f/ Pat Brown, Angela McClosky Album: Longterm Mentality Song: #LTM Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Intro: Angela McClosky] I brought you something close to me And left with something new See through your head You haunt my dreams Nothing to do but believe Just believe [Verse: Ab-Soul] And please don't confuse me with dog, I'm different Long Term Mentality, still remember them cheap wood benches How could I ever forget, I never could get How niggas couldn't get up and get all they could get Man I done seen a thing or two of things that she or he will do To fit in with each other nitpicking at each other Killing each other, bringing each other down Crustations in a bucket, fuck it Roll your windows down in your bucket, play this loud Soul brother number fucking two My time on these 1's and 2's I'm on this track like running shoes I dedicate this one to Cletus Anderson for working harder than the average man Or bend over backwards for his family Doing whatever is you ask for him Shit, I know he fucking tired He should be somewhere retired Still trying, bills still due And between me and you until we get a mill Life smells like mildew [Chorus: Ab-Soul and Pat Brown] Long term (This is long term!) Long term (I'll help you suckas, cause I take it long term) Long term (I came, I saw, and conquered) Mentality, mentality, long term (And it's an honor) Long term (To share this with you, wait no longer) Long term (Mother fucker this is long term) Mentality, mentality, long term