Curtis Mayfield - Carolina On My Mind lyrics

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Curtis Mayfield - Carolina On My Mind lyrics

[Intro] Yea Yea, uh It's Carolina, n***a Yeah Ay Fayettenam Yeah! [Verse 1] Listen, alive and still kickin n***a I survived the ville But a lot will not, so they wield Glocks and Bonnevilles n***as lying, still get high, they ride and k** Money hungry, tryna find a meal Can't stay inside and chill Little n***as thinking: 'f** school, I'm finna sign a deal!' Hunting hoes, trapping n***as Lying like they on the pill Preachers say we blessed But all we feel is stressed, tryna deal If this liquor don't help, n***a, this marijuana will Roll up, I take a shot for them n***as behind the steel gates My mind is still- racing, I'm tryna k**- snakes Cause n***as is fake, but wait, time reveals so Nevermind, that real sh** is what I am tryna build It's kinda I'll how I'm giving y'all that Carolina feel A n***a so deep, you tryna find me dog, you gotta drill It's kinda I'll how I'm giving y'all that Carolina feel A n***a so deep, you tryna find me dog, you gotta drill Yeah Yo, Coming home, y'all Listen At any given time, got the city on my mind The city on my mind The city on my mind I'm riding round feeling like the city, it is mine The city, it is mine The city, it is mine At any given time, Carolina on my mind Carolina on my mind Carolina on my mind Said "I feel ya pain n***a, but I'm tryna go for mine," I'm tryna go for mine I'm tryna go for mine Hey Ay, f** them hoes, let them bunnies be Perfect vision I'm 20/20 for this money, G See it's funny, you get that paper, then them honeys show Cause they know we finna blow, like a runny nose Money goes, the money come Barely twenty-one, I'm thinking big things Momma in the mansion with the fish tanks The Carolina way If you in college then you know the crime won't pay Lest you find a way, f** what them n***as is tryna say Cause in Carolina- we thorough My n***as hold it down all the way from Fayettenam to the G-boro And up in Winston, and Raleigh, did I mention? The Bull City got them ol' fake n***as flinchin' Tar heels state, either you shooting or you hoopin' yo n***as can't wait for them Panthers to win the Superbowl So shout out to them super cold n***as up in Charlotte No matter the city, man, Carolina shine, regardless! Yea Yo, coming home n***a! [Verse 2: Deacon] Riding big in an ol' school Chevy With the windows down when I'm rolling through my city, like Ooh! On my way to meet up with a freak and my n***a drunk beating She can hear me down the street, she like 'Ooh!' Blew game and I do my thing Ain't tryna settle down, I ain't shopping for no ring Oh no! Riding with my n***as for the weekend Carolina sounds pumping out the speakers, like Ooh!