#LTM (feat. Pat Brown) - Ab-Soul

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

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

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