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Mike Tha God

Mike Tha God is a talented musical artist known for his unique style and charismatic performances. His music blends elements of rap, hip-hop, and R&B, creating a distinct sound that resonates with listeners. With his powerful lyrics and infectious beats, Mike Tha God brings a fresh perspective to the music scene. He has amassed a dedicated fanbase and continues to make waves in the industry with his innovative approach to music. more »

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I'm a have all gold to make up for no silver spoon
It'll only take ten dollars to get rid of you
Had a chance to advance, but yo ass didn't move
Nigga said he be getting paid by playing solitare
But the nigga capping, smell lies in the atmosphere
All that cash, but in yo bank, you don't have it there
Hard work often, and it often pays off
All these millionares here, and I hear, lames talk
Should stick to being broke, being rich ain't y'all
Hit him with a uppercut, then his head came off

Stop annoying me, this feel like harassment
Bullets hit his head, skull broke into fragments
Niggas just be pocket watching like it's a talent
In the jungle, had to struggle, any help was really absent
My future is the M's and the Benz
I don't need friends, hate niggas that pretend
I don't follow trends, I don't care if I offend
Spent ya whole check, how you gon pay rent?
I'm in the hood, getting tired of the pocket watching
Sometimes I think of crashing out, make bodies dropping

My old bitch can die, and a nigga won't care
Who replacing me? Them niggas going nowhere
Been up on my shit, nigga, for a whole year
Thought I told you niggas I ain't playing
If yo bitch come to f*ck, she ain't staying
He a atheist, his mom gon be praying
You ain't built like me, look what I weigh in
Rip ya organs out and play jump rope
Give me a Gillette and I'll cut throats
Ain't in a gang, make you run though
Cut a nigga head off, not no gun smoke
My bitch a ten, and the score I'm up 1-0
Thought she was a wife, she getting piped, she a slut hoe
Yea she got a ass I wanna smash, I make butt jokes

Like Jackson, Thriller, make em start dancing
Get the racks on, nigga, then im advancing
I don't give a f*ck about em, I'm a live lavish
I just pull up on my own, take the whole palace
She be sucking on my dick, yea she can't have it
Nigga I hit you with Clipse, nigga no Malice
Who the f*ck these broke niggas? Yea, I'm laughing
Don't give a f*ck about yo thot cuz she's always gagging
Niggas not me, he couldn't reciprocate
You niggas last place, what yo salary indicate
Sometimes niggas can't fight so they just like to instigate
Pain from my losses but the weed help me mitigate

Shoutout Rico Reckless but these R's I throw for sum else
Rico Regime the new team, that's attaining wealth
Honestly I hate Niggas who fiend for themselves
Never help, everyone that helped them when they fell
A lot of street thugs snitched and sworn they'd never tell
Niggas told you what you should do
But they suggested moves really shouldn't make you move
Need a bitch cute like Ino, Bitch I'm into
I don't give a f*ck, bitch I'm colder than a Igloo
Only thing I hate more than brokenness is roaches
It's no care till you in a box, on top is roses
When nobody there, those are the years that you'll be hopeless
Thought those niggas was my peers, but trust was broken

It's just me, family, friends, gradually ascend
These chops go against gravity, leave you in suspense
And you know you lost reality, when my horror commence
I'm Freddy in ya dreams, you sleep permanent then
Or I'm Jason, chasing my X, will not lead to greatness
F*ck around, bring the killer out, in the spaceship
Rico Regime a elite society but we not freemasons
You ain't the Cavs, can't come back from three nay-than

Bitches eyeing me, niggas tend to lie to me
There ain't no I in Me, but I solo two peat
Long as I'm on my two feet, I will bring defeat
I want thick bitches with a pretty face
I can do a skinny girl, long as she got a pretty face
You would think it's a birthday, how I got plenty cake
Un-alive all yo guys, a hundred times, at his wake
Thank God made me struggle so I can turn out humble
Turn to Davis, got a double double when I'm in trouble
They thought I showed all my aces but I got a couple

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