Lite 30 RMC Mike

[Intro]
Phew
Bitch
Huh, yeah
Alright

[Chorus]
Survivin' how I can, you know this life dirty
Put my foot back on the gas, I see the light turnin'
Six on my back and my chest, that's a Mike jersey
I just popped out on the 'Gram with a light thirty
Survivin' how I can, you know this life dirty
Put my foot back on the gas, I see the light turnin'
Six on my back and my chest, that's a Mike jersey
I just popped out on the 'Gram with a light thirty

[Verse 1]
Check the details, I'll be right back, I got like three sales
A thousand pairs of kicks and I got 'em all at retail
Mike, how many guns you bought this month? Shit, at least twelve
I just made ten racks in thirty minutes, check the email
OT, we got put out the room because the weed smells
Come shop with us, my nigga Bud got the cheap L's
Scratch off, engine in the back, this a V12
Anything you think of in your mind, nigga, we sell
When it come to shit talkin', I'm the master of it
I'm top three in my city, check the status of it
Cartier on my wrist now, but that Patek comin'
Mixed the street with the book smarts, then added somethin'