Brightside ​mike. (Mike Stud)

[Verse 1: Mike Stud]
Fucked around and got famous on 'em
And I don't be saying nothing, that's saying something
Everyone's saying something, I can't blame 'em for it
Now everyone back at home talking about us, we their favorite subject
Yeah, I know they see me when I'm in public
Nothing like Bieber, but I'm adjustin'
All I can see is the commas coming
I swear to god, yeah I'm onto something
I swear to god, yeah I'm onto something
Been ballin' out way before the budget
Trust me, they try to push us but we ain't budging
Fuck 'em, I play for keeps but I don't play much at all
Better watch your bae like Hasselhoff
Trust me homie I ain't mad at all
Cause if they mad at me, that's how it had to be
And I just be killing shit everywhere
They don't have to like it, we don't have to care
Your team needs Rogain because all of y'all never here
I make it rain in these women like Fred Astaire
Singing in the rain, numb from all the pain
After parties on Mulholland, cabs at dawn and watch them fade away
Superficial bitches kissing in my kitchen listening to Ye

[Hook: Mike Stud]
Shades on
Cause me and all my guys just look at the bright side
If you're not in the right mind, then it ain't the right time
And please no photos like we at The Nice Guy
Got everyone asking about me like the code for the wifi