The Mint
Earl Sweatshirt Lyrics


Yup, yup, that's right
I'm runnin' things, I'm runnin' things

Hold me down, hold me up
Hold me close 'cause my times is up
Show they true colors, don't know who to trust
Mind workin' like the water when it rush
Growin' for my father, bitter to his touch
Now I'm solely honor, livin' is a must
All this for my momma 'til I'm dust
God gon' deal the karma, lost my trust
Sayin' "Every man know many men"
Got me in a jam, I be in my feelings
On the other hand, I just need a moment
Offer my condolence, smokin' 'til the mornin'

Brodie on the corner with a piece on his hip
Give a warning 'fore you blow it in the sky
Tiptoein' over mortar and the brick
Bumpin' shoulders with the devil in disguise
Shoulder-level water on the rise
Twist, 40s in the morning in the winter
I heard you got your sauce at the Enterprise
Evidently, it was rented but it's mine
Evidently, it was written like Nas
I was in the kitchen with that nigga Mike
Gotta listen when I tell ya, "Simmer down"
Two years I've been missin', livin' life
You was wildin', every day was trash
Crackers pilin' in to rape the land
Early morning, wash my swollen hands
Hit the showers, cleanse my soul and crash
Tiptoein' over glass, brodie go too fast, told him slow up
Know I use too much of everything at hand
Except the difference is now I control it, I be
In the crib and in the moment, stuck sippin' out the flask
Feet up on the dash, I hit the spliff but don't promote it
Under overpass, no cap
Sand fallin' out the hourglass
Grand total, it's a whole lotta raps
Quicksand, scramblin' outta that
Go behind the back, switch hands
The fare's high, niggas know they outta wack
Sterilize your clique, paralyze maritime niggas when
Every time Wavy Don tappin' in
Savion Glover caught a couple L's
Took 'em to the neck, motherfucker

Lotta blood to let, peace to make, fuck a check
Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
Lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a-
Nigga, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, maybe

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Written by: Robert Mansel, Sage Elesser, Thebe Kgositsile

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The Mint (feat. Navy Blue)
Released on November 20th, 2018, “The Mint” is the second single from Earl’s third studio album Some Rap Songs. The song features underground NYC rapper Navy Blue (professional skateboarder Sage Elsesser), a frequent collaborator of Earl’s friend MIKE.

First teased via a snippet on Earl’s Twitter, it is Earl and Navy Blue’s first collaboration. The song is built around an old school piano sample, probably taken from “Rococo Rondo”, an instrumental by The Ghostwriters, included in their 1986 album Remote Dreaming.
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FG

its always bittersweet when earl releases the best but saddest music

J R

@Dylan • kill

BPTN MRPHY

he's making music for people collecting footage for their own Rocky montage

GUY From S.M

He sounds relieved, good positive lyrics w a grieve beat. Used all the emotions

WHYFACE

he definitely sounds 'happier' here though, you can almost hear him smiling when he catches those flows at the end of his verse. i feel like this is the type of shit he always wanted to do

FG

nice name

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Toby Broadwood

Fucking crazy how Tyler, Frank and Earl have gone in three completely different directions artistically.

OJ T

Would be dope if they ever came together to do a proper OF crew album. No, the OF Tapes don't count

amor

@Neanderthal Jacobs it’s wild when they get together after months to years seeing how different they look next to each other like long dread earl and oily face tyler it’s cool asf

deml8

@amor reasonable tbh

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