FACE MIKE (Ft. Caleb Giles)

[MIKE's verse]

You told me that I look just like his reaper
Stressin' from the denim to the bottom of the sneaker
And y'all been soundin' hollow through the speaker
Also hollow in the minds, he been followin' the cheap ones
Steppin' on the combo, I'm a product of the streets, son
Apollo when it's talk, straight swell up your seed one
Gargle, then I'm out for the re-run, bout, and I watch these niggas scout
I don't speak nothin', shout and get your teeth punched
You been cluckin' up my team, watch your knees cut
Mommy in the L, she been stressin' over Visa
Cause now the streets dirty like the water that's beneath us
No boundaries, told y'all before you need to keep up
Opening these doors like the keys us
I ain't tryna work if there ain't no future in this feature
You told me that I look just like his reaper
You told me that I look just like his reaper
You reap what you sow you, you better hope I do not creep up
You told me that I look just like his reaper
You told me that I look just like his reaper
Middle of the night, check on the black hoodie your [?] is right plus I'm on that buddy, yeah

You told me that I look just like his reaper

You told me that I look just like it-