Mike G - Say Something lyrics

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Mike G - Say Something lyrics

[Verse 1] Everything I accomplished I done alone So you can't say I need you like a dog without a home I'm gone I'm saying I ain't even in your range I just got some new clothes damn right I had to change This is all true I'm just tryna push a coupe, all blue Treat me like I'm something new Spider-Man with a black suit At least I'm new to you listen everytime I spit Cause only I could come up with some sh** like this And you know that he bringing in terror I want this sh** forever On they minds like New Era I'm tryna stack the cheddar Know my team is way better To my n***as talking money know they read me like a letter [Verse 2] You know how I do Rock it to the end these hypocriticals Can never say I'm not the one that you can put your trust into Excuse me Now they say he super bad, Boosie Walk into The Hundreds like I'm home, Lucy He 'Chi-Ali' but he ain't getting locked up for nothing I p-p-poker face b-b-but I am never bluffing I'm k-k-keeping pace it's only numbers that ain't running The West coast legend look up to him like an older brother Monster, let it breathe Now watch him bring it home Shout out to New Orleans they say he flowing like the levies broken S'only you and me so truthfully Ain't no other view to see Until I get the condo by the water Something on the beach And I don't wanna sleep cause I can't let nothing pa** And I hustle cause ain't no way you can stunt on the dash And to add the cash is the ony time I'm tryna math And I do rehearse my rhymes it's only to perfect my craft And they question it But I'm 'bout to leave these n***as speechless He curse cause he just tryna see through the obscene sh** Ain't hesitant cause then I wouldn't be on time while speaking this He reverend preaching the words of Gods Jesus [Verse 3] They told me volume one was sick I told them two is gon' be sicker They ain't better than me, they virgins They just came quicker So I step it up Bowflex rappers they just flexing huh They say you cheating at the game but they ain't on my level Nuh-uh (Not at all) I'm the target You could be the decoy My fists of fury fast I'm the black Bruce Lee-Roy We on and I know that they hate that I'm alive Where them girls that look like Vanity in 1985? But the vanity's a sin So I pray save my soul Now in a position to win ain't no way I'm 'bout to slow down Hear them playing slow jams This is like a square dance Because they going round and round with no progress Got damn

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