Mike’s Track Gum.mp3 (Ft. MIKE)

[Intro]
Uh, uh

[Verse: MIKE]
Had to get it out my system had to write some
Had to check in with my sister, had to light some
Try and get us, be a victim of this life stuff
It be getting vicious when the night come
When I was [?] where the mike was?
When the [?] was my religion where the height was?
Where the nice stuff?
Where the check that give you [?]
For this breakfast I be spliffing tryna find love
[?] when I'm spinning through the night drunk
What has time done?
Lost bread, I'm with the niggas who provide funds
It cost bread for them niggas tryna sign us
Do forget it but them pictures do remind us
It be reckless for some niggas on the climb up
Put my efforts on some different shit behind trust
I know forever isn't infinite behind but
Tryna be better than [?] is beyond tough
Going west to get a [?] that'll leave your mind fucked
I cry enough
Shorty asking how I'm living I told her kinda rough
Yeah I burned a couple bridges that I try and tuck
But it work with little vision and surprise luck
Tryna work for Ryan Hill [?]
And try and work with Doctor Chicken, we ain't vibe much
I gotta learn to save the chicken for the dry months
I be splurging on the drip and the design buzz
Tryna work on the rhythm Imma try Gum's