[Intro: MIKE]
Woah
Yeah

[Verse: MIKE]
Unfolding to embark
Some pieces have to click, I made some hundreds with the stars
And my dummies in the mix, the fans only getting bars
Maybe just a pic, I’m sending my regards
I gotta dip, I’m splurging on the card
And keep the money for the strip
All that hate in niggas' hearts, shit
I see it how it is, Naav we made it to the charts
I was just tweaking in the crib, contemplating moving far but
Sinking in abyss, my display of brutal art
I ain’t think the shit would stick, around the states I ring alarms
Come back with trinkets for the kids, a lot of aching on my arms
For always clinging on the rim
Or holding weight in niggas' thoughts
Or sweeping in the wins, take it how you want
Don’t think the shit’ll sit, I don’t wait on niggas' love
I don’t think the shit exist, too much prey for us to hunt
Too much schemes that need a script
When I was staying in the slums
Slumped dreaming ‘bout a lick and waking up to crumbs
Niggas feeding on the gift, I lead by how I live
And I been living on my ones, playing teacher and the jit
That’s how it be, that's how it been, you affi leave it in the front
Or leave it in the wind
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