
Rottweiler MIKE
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[Intro]
Who the devil on the real side?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
Heart heavy, tryna pick it up
If I’m ever out the game, who gon’ pick it up?
You can tell just by my name that I don’t give a-
This shit is really fucked
Tryna take me out the frame out the picture
See these niggas lose their game for the bigger bucks
Thirsty for the dollar and the fixture
I hope, praying really fix your luck
When it’s time to get deeper, I be digging dirt
I swear this shit is ugly, niggas switching trust
Can’t put shit above me, it left a nigga stuck
Don’t be sipping bubbly, just be hitting bud, what's in it for us?
There’s too many times I worried they ain’t shit but rub
Being hungry, smoking potent, that’s a different buzz
[Chorus]
What, I was in the cut
I was chillin', tell me if I'm trippin' bruh
Don’t know this feeling, sorry, I can’t get enough
I can’t get enough, uh, I can’t get enough
I was in the cut
I was chillin', tell me if I'm trippin' bruh
Don’t know this feeling, sorry, I can’t get enough
I can’t get enough, I can’t get enough
I was in the cut
I was chillin', tell me if I'm trippin' bruh
Don’t know this feeling, sorry, I can’t get enough
I can’t get enough
Who the devil on the real side?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
Heart heavy, tryna pick it up
If I’m ever out the game, who gon’ pick it up?
You can tell just by my name that I don’t give a-
This shit is really fucked
Tryna take me out the frame out the picture
See these niggas lose their game for the bigger bucks
Thirsty for the dollar and the fixture
I hope, praying really fix your luck
When it’s time to get deeper, I be digging dirt
I swear this shit is ugly, niggas switching trust
Can’t put shit above me, it left a nigga stuck
Don’t be sipping bubbly, just be hitting bud, what's in it for us?
There’s too many times I worried they ain’t shit but rub
Being hungry, smoking potent, that’s a different buzz
[Chorus]
What, I was in the cut
I was chillin', tell me if I'm trippin' bruh
Don’t know this feeling, sorry, I can’t get enough
I can’t get enough, uh, I can’t get enough
I was in the cut
I was chillin', tell me if I'm trippin' bruh
Don’t know this feeling, sorry, I can’t get enough
I can’t get enough, I can’t get enough
I was in the cut
I was chillin', tell me if I'm trippin' bruh
Don’t know this feeling, sorry, I can’t get enough
I can’t get enough
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