Lyrics:
This year we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Getting' double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin' Niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
it from any source I'm really about the business you hating on my wave mind ya business
Smooth killer, glitter like Mike thriller
Got a a feeling that
to the ceiling
I will live out the frame, got my mind on a million
I will try to play nice, might turn to a villain
Shit ain't by choice, press them 94 feet
They
Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang, the boogie
baby?
Are you satisfied?
Out of mind
That's alright
On a grind
That's alright
Cash a cheque, catch a flight, out of sight
That's alright
She a dyke?
just a shell for what my spirit can hold
My mental breaking out of Hell I hear a knock on the door
Got me out of my mind, and out of my mind, and out
men said we weren't worth the fuss
You could catch 'em all bitching by the bar
Above the fine line between the rich and the poor
Then Mike turned
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
in the park enchanted
By the kids passing by
Actually, yeah I wrote this
In my basement sober
Oh good, a less poetic a lot more Mike Posner
For
ain't gon' see tomorrow (uh-uh)
This for dump behind, him we dyin' hard
I go by top, get out yo top, I draw the sword
Everybody in here slimming with
[Rae & Christian]
You know how we be reckoning white labels hard-to-get
Once again
Live on Grand Central
Next stop - Grand Central
[Mike G]
[Rae & Christian]
You know how we be reckoning white labels hard-to-get
Once again
Live on Grand Central
Next stop - Grand Central
[Mike G]
Colli park
Who
Mike Jones
Who
Mike Jones
Smurf
You did the fool with this one baby
I got hurricane chris (say girl, say girl)
And right now
strange, I never seen it's kind
The smell of them vapors be taking my mind
Combined with that melody, them engines be humming
I pick up my mike, I put it
see the evil in my eyes
Havin Psychopathic thoughts, they think that I'm losin my mind
Bitch I'm fine
I been though a lotta shit
I done tried so hard
This year, we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Gettin’ double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin’ niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
Decorate your block with red tape, foenem slidin' every day
Bunch o' hollows spittin' out the Glock
I've been servin' fiends all day, out there
and lobster
Sosa was my hero, only Tony since a fuckin' Hawk
(Out of sight) Out of mind, out of touch, out of time
Man, I'll smoke a bogie backwards with
It's all good, you'll be next year's story"
Then I said "Man, you don't even understand
Man, I'm droppin' out now, ain't no next year for me"
So I
want yo lil baby got nothin to prove
Hey hey hey
I had to go get it I needed a bagI'm finna be out my mind
Cannot be around if you think in the box bitch
the money and peel
Money Mike Scott tatted money bag emojis
I leveled up thoroughbred no ponies
Broke with no bread you're phony as bologna
Money Mike's Life
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Unique in design
So when I speak it align
They left me down and out
They casting doubt
Got out it with my beautiful mind
Labeled one of a kind
One
pull a nine out, blow my mind out
Is the end of me really serenity?
Man in my house, it's rap or die
Get a piece of that apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde
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