Lyrics:
Momma said I wear my heart up on my sleeve, I copy that
Forever rich
You gotta help me love, cause I don't know how love feel
Gotta help me trust,
to forty, type to make the hustle hustle for me
I'm the man on the poster, smooth as I roll like a coaster
Take the wrong move to have a man put his hand by
take a lesson from, in that
It's most of all these friends are fake, their love is just an act
Y'all don't seem invested into if I win or lose
My fight
a motherfucking snow cone
And I stay with the Jones on me like CoCo (Bah)
I'm going loco
Put that nigga on ice frozone
Why can't they just stick to the bro code
Yeah, yo, Def Squad
Full Cooperation on this one, yo
Total concentration
Yo, look (huh?)
'Sup with these cats out here, son?
I don't think they
motivated by my pain that's how I made the shit
All out of love I don't mind if you give me more
Baby girl i'll give you mine if you give me yours
You say
a feeling ima' catch a flight
These thot'n ass niggas ain't treating me right
Cuz' they don't see the prize that's before they eyes
And they ain't worth my
Yeah, she went to Vienna
First day alone, Indiana (yeah)
Two guns, Jones Indiana, hey
Cook him broad day, Benihanas (yeah)
On the bus, put me under,
I just put in pressure
Why compete they know I'm better
People change
Just like the weather
Coming like I'm Davey Jones
Tryna find that hidden
your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride
But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you
I was you, I wouldn't say that, no
Anything they ever did to make sure I wouldn't ever win
It just made me a better man, I put that on my soul
If
don't fail, slip on the jeans and a tee
Check I guess it's time to do work
Make my class at one o'clock, grab the white smock
Pour the contents from
When I walked by almost broke his neck
Boy don't look my way
If you be dancing on Tiktok
If Sammie slapping like Will Smith
Well call me Chrisean Rock
In
Business before pleasure yea i put in that work
I love pussy but my money come 1st yea I done did a lot of dirt yea
Born wit a gift that was my curse
through the money
Bitch Im mike jones
Now Im hot they all on me
Ion want half a million
I think I want it all
Ion want to keep a nigga
I think Ill cuff em
This ain't call of duty we don't get a chance to respawn
Realest rapper in the city mf yo response
Man life been so hard on me
By the grace of God I
the difference
All these bonds like a bank said they got me then they wanting interest
When they know my situation and my pockets empty
They kiss and tell like
City
And I'm a hustler, I put cracks in communities
Cops can't touch me, got Diplomatic Immunity
Now try I'm guaranteed a million shipped in scam
If
in bed
With no covers
Such hooligans
Tell me who made these rules up
Such foolishness
Side show
This is Mac Dre
Gettin stupid
Bitch
I just want
best of friends
They in bed
With no covers
Such hooligans
Tell me who made these rules up
Such foolishness
Side show
This is Mac Dre
Gettin stupid
Bitch
don't lose
What if I fell into a pit of normal human behavior
Surrounded by sinners
Praying to the Lord as they save me from God
They're rotten
Body
nothin
So they told me that she hate me, but it really don't mean nothin
I keep smokin' gasoline until I fuck up both my lungs
I don't play by little
don't know, but I be out here fightin' demons, and
It's like the curse that I can't shake this part of Cleveland, and
Lord, would you help me, and stop
don't know, but I be out here fightin' demons, and
It's like the curse that I can't shake this part of Cleveland, and
Lord, would you help me, and stop
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