Like Mike Lyrics

Back to the muthafuckin' basket

Might shoot a fade, that's a goddamn classic

Feeling like Mike, cause I ain't gon pass it

Now there's bad blood like my nickname Magic

Fucking around with shit, y'all really ain't have a clue about

Started writing raps as a kid, glad I still do it now

All the homies think I'm legit, its time to do em proud

Used to treat this music and shit, like it's a shootaround

Following my dreams, but that shit seems like a labyrinth

They might tell you certain things, but that's not even half of it

Tried to just fall back a bit, took some bread and stacked the shit

Lately that's not still enough, these drugs feeling like the catalyst

Shouldnt even mention it, should probably keep my business hid

Cause I don't need that validation people give from witnessing

Miss me with the the drama, got no time for stressing simple shit

Honestly, astonished could vomit, mushrooms kicking in

Back to the muthafuckin' basket

Might shoot a fade, that's a goddamn classic

Feeling like Mike, cause I ain't gon pass it

Now there's bad blood like my nickname Magic

Locked inside this dungeon, won't come out till I snort all this Ki

Stayed away to make some fucking changes you won't ever see

Definitely, love when motherfuckers get to testing me

I could blow my brains and you'd still be fucking less than me

That weak shit is over with, tell em send my condolences

Quarter sack of scratch, I'm just praying the homies sold the shit

You'll never be high as me, dawg I'm fuckered up, at my soberest

Y'all weaker than a Kilo that's all cut up with that 'Soda shit

Another revolution and by now I start the questionin'

Existential crisis comes at night, I let the records spin

Takes me to a place where there's still demons, just way less of them

You ain't gotta see, but believe it, count your blessings kids

She's sipping while I'm snorting, she thinkin' she's most important,

As soon as she call me baby, I'll pay for that damn abortion

That love, I don't fucking want it, abandoned it like an orphan

She's trippen "I'm acting different", I'm praying she's gone by mornin'

Back to the muthafuckin' basket

Might shoot a fade, that's a goddamn classic

Feeling like Mike, cause I ain't gon pass it

Now there's bad blood like my nickname Magic