Say Less Lyrics - Andy Mineo

Yeah okay, I get it man, say less 

When'd you start talking and prayin' less? 

I'm not doing good, I'm a straight mess 

But God doing way more with way less, uh 

Yeah, we off to the races 

I put a rapper in their place quick 

Good is the enemy of greatness 

Out this world girl in my space ship 

My A1's on my A-list 

Be small make the playlist 

Preach mode for the graces 

They sneak mode on the hatred 

Money bags on the racks ain't the go 

But I ain't really mad if God let me hold that 

I say what I want, I don't ever hold back 

I just mom it up, my first gold plaque 

And there's many more to come 

See I'm steady with the pen and now I'm ready 

What you want? 

I don't mess with nobody 

I don't got me no hobbies 

'Cause this here is my jobby 

I pew-pew-pew like Bugatti, I'm outty! 

Uh, oh yeah my wave a tsunami 

If you ask me how we made it, I just say it's beyond me 

And I'm more than what I do so I don't let it define me 

And I'm focused on the future, let the past stay behind me 

I'm out! 

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Yeah okay, I get it man, say less 

When'd you start talking and prayin' less? 

I'm not doing good, I'm a straight mess 

But God doing way more with way less, uh 

Yeah okay, I get it, get it, say less 

Yeah okay, I get it, get it, say less 

Yeah okay, I get it, get it, say less 

Yeah okay, I get it, get it, say less 

So New York, fresh out the womb, baptized in the East River 

Rap game sons, please resurrect Dilla 

Highlight reel been realer than realer 

I was dead, now it's all Mike Jack Thriller 

We in the building, like Con Ed 

Lighting up the whole crib 

Lisa Lopes, Left Eye 

Westside, back to Bed-Stuy 

Crown fried, two piece with the french fries 

Think they winnin' but they never play chess 

I live a New York minute, you need to say less 

Trader Joe's in the hood, it's The Matrix 

Seven dollar chopped cheese, I used to pay less, man 

You can't walk in my shoes 

I spit vividly, Connie Chung on the news 

I was steppin' out the booth, they was hittin' the snooze 

It's the New York Giants, Beckham and Cruz 

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Yeah okay, I get it man, say less 

When'd you start talking and prayin' less? 

I'm not doing good I'm a straight mess 

But God doing way more with way less, uh 

Yeah okay, I get it, get it, say less 

Yeah okay, I get it, get it, say less 

Yeah okay, I get it, get it, say less 

Yeah okay, I get it, get it, say less