Lyrics:
Before we get into the album guys
I just wanted to let you guys know that
No matter what background you come from
No matter where you come from
You
at the mall
Working on my album, it'll be out by Fall
Go extra hard on the beat, kick back with my peeps
The indica makes me go to sleep
Blackout 'cause you
the gamble
Mix a whole sample and never put it on the album
I was in shambles until I made this banger
Hey, Connor
I know it's been a lot
We just want you
bands tho
Sitting here cooking this album up
School time gotta get the kids woke
Gotta shake off this angel dust
Sprinkle just a little for my kinfolk
no rest
I've been so lost on who I am and who I was
And I try to stay tough like a turtle shell
I ride the bull until I fall off get up and repeat it
choking and my lungs won't provide air
Then I dropped an album, they reacted to it and
Started selling out First Avenue
Now all the bad dreams I have are
[Mike Jones]
What my motherfuckin name!
Mike Jones...... Who?
Mike Jones.......Who?
Mike Jones...My album "Who Is Mike Jones" coming soon
Yeah!
Where
of the fall
Made it to 21, happy I’m alive at all
Debuted my first album, best ten of my songs
Then that year, came COVID, kept us in our homes and
The evil
really so loud
Only God could time this, bitch I’m timeless no doubt
Lonely times were promised but I’m bout to show out
When my first album drop it’s gon
It's So Very Nice To Meet You
I'm A Big Fan Of Your Band's Album
Do You Think We Could Meet And Go For Coffee
So I Can Tell You All About My Plans
you ghetto when you think you represent
But them niggas on your block aint spendin a red cent
Aint tryin to buy your album (nigga hell no!)
If you
Asubuhi tena ngware ndo masaa inakuanga best
Siezi apologize kitu sisemangi tu ni sorry
Na kama hukucheki basi inabaki ni story
Mangori hukuondokea kwanza
aggravation
Instead I use the pin for therapy
Fast forward, whoever think I'm getting paid, for displaying the hurt in me
Competition ain't a factor, can't get
tell
That motherfuckin album drop
Yeah bitch
Imma be on worldstar
That mean more cars
Might meet more stars
Better influences
Cant let this lifestyle
Wesley
(Eee) , I am the GOAT, like Messi (Messi)
Hol' up, hol' up
I don't want the game to get the best of me
(I don't) still, I'm kickin' down this
Door
by drugs account
High of life still up the best
My return gon' be so sensational
My niggas balling like the Nets
Propane repellent if you seek
friends
Every second of my collection's like my life in reflection
Pressin' record to start the session, Bucktown by Smif-N-Wessun
I know to you, it might
I doin'? Missin' the embrace of a human, all it takes is a phone call, and a friendship's bloomin', I'm shackled by the grind, scientifically
Live it up
(Repeating)
My life might
Be the one that you want now
He talk too much shit
He get hunt down
Dropped my first album
Nigga what now
Don't take my kindness for weakness
36 peak shit
Sweetness, ride the bridges skim the bubbles real fridged
Don't get mad couse we lived it
As our dog
"Ayy
We want you to do a video for beats by Dre"
I thought, "Shit, this must be my day, "
Let me set it off
So flylingual and swagnificently fresh
I've
stay repping up on the West Coast
Word is bond to my flow, y'all got the best 'dro
Ain't seen nothing like it, ain't bring nothing like it
If my rhymes
Save your best moves. It gets weird
Billions of cops, smoke and mirrors
Carrying creed cards we all race for death
Hope to be saved by our next
Yeah muthafucka
You got the album
Now meet Bullet, Foe Foe, Cell Block, Full Clip
And I'm Lil' Shank
This Psychopathic Rydas muthafucka
Cut em all
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