[Verse 1: Mickey Factz]
Yeah, they see me in them 25th letters, all they do is why
Can't he get better
Of course over time, but that's an extra quarter
$1.25 if you caught it you a scorer
Tom Brady aura, Patriot created
Now I want my quarter back, hurry with the payment
Your wifey on my balls till they both got deflated
The writings on the wall Stevie saw it when he sang it
Ribbon in the sky, tie it to a cloud
This gifted nigga fly like a pigeon when it glides
Searching for the present like your listen for the time
And it's all wrapped when I'm fitting it inside
(?)
Morikami paintings you can see them in the entrance
I be getting faded fireball is my apprentice
Metaphors I live by my nigga Lupe get the credit
On top of that they can't equal facts
Tower over niggas, tell me who want a piece of that?
Leaning back, Morgan Freeman rap, yeah you see the bat
Without that Michael Keaton cat, Y-3, bring it back
[Hook: Mickey Factz]
This is how it go
Shit is different on me
Now you know
Spend a little time
Doing me on the low
Now they got me feeling like the G.O.A.T
Like whoa, I'm the best
I tell my mirror everyday
Little homie I'm the best
Now these haters feel some kind of way
Cause I got them things on
Yeah, they see me in them 25th letters, all they do is why
Can't he get better
Of course over time, but that's an extra quarter
$1.25 if you caught it you a scorer
Tom Brady aura, Patriot created
Now I want my quarter back, hurry with the payment
Your wifey on my balls till they both got deflated
The writings on the wall Stevie saw it when he sang it
Ribbon in the sky, tie it to a cloud
This gifted nigga fly like a pigeon when it glides
Searching for the present like your listen for the time
And it's all wrapped when I'm fitting it inside
(?)
Morikami paintings you can see them in the entrance
I be getting faded fireball is my apprentice
Metaphors I live by my nigga Lupe get the credit
On top of that they can't equal facts
Tower over niggas, tell me who want a piece of that?
Leaning back, Morgan Freeman rap, yeah you see the bat
Without that Michael Keaton cat, Y-3, bring it back
[Hook: Mickey Factz]
This is how it go
Shit is different on me
Now you know
Spend a little time
Doing me on the low
Now they got me feeling like the G.O.A.T
Like whoa, I'm the best
I tell my mirror everyday
Little homie I'm the best
Now these haters feel some kind of way
Cause I got them things on
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