9 PM ft. mikeyraw Lyrics

I'm in my crib at 9 pm I hear a knock at my door

I gotta check who it is then I see it's just my bro

This nigga ran from the store

He came to my crib talkin' about a ho

I'm showin' my homies how to make some dough

Cause they need to make it when they are on their own

When you make it on your own

You need to worry about cash you need to go let it stack

Don't worry about these girls they gonna mack

In the race of money they hold you back

Back nigga you can never lack

You talkin' about this but you ain't touch a rack

You talkin' that shit but you be smokin' crack

I walk in the room and I'm feelin' so fly I feel like that guy

I'm goin' high I shoot for the stars

I came from Pluto I made it to Mars

She tryna hit on the kid I'm like bitch what it is

I got a 20 we aim at your twizz' I got a 30 you know what it is

Came in your crib and we ran with that biz niggas be talkin' they shit act like bitches

Hunnid round choppa it came with extensions them same niggas be all in my mentions

I wanna make it I promise I'm wishin'

I make my moves and they sittin' like chicken

Why these niggas just be cappin' like fitted walk on your girl and I go get the digit

Huh shit lil' shawty be talkin' shit and she thinks that she ate

Huh shit that girl she be talkin' shit but I know that she fake

Huh shit I don't fuck with you niggas you niggas be lame

Huh shit you stuck in a matrix nigga ain't no escape

I'm in my crib at 9 PM

I hear a knock at my door I gotta check who it is

I love you Qwaulifies

Oh my God No!

Girl you need to go this my ex ho I'd rather have your friend ho girl you needa' phone home

Yeah told her she not special uh-huh she got way too comfortable

I'm the one that let her a nigga like me yeah I never sweat her

She post on the gram like make it make it wetter

I smoke on the gram now my head is in Saturn

I'm with a new bitch she eat me like a platter

Yeah I ain't feel like this in a minute

Took a long time to get up in this position

Now I find I and every girl I want is mine all I ever had to do was stay true to my vision

Now all these girls be hittin' my line talkin' bout Mikey Mikey Mikey Mikey Mikey Mikey I miss you yeah

Nowadays I don't even kiss you no nowadays I don't even miss you no

I'm in my crib at 9 pm I hear a knock at my door

I gotta check who it is then I see it's just my bro

This nigga ran from the store

He came to my crib talkin' about a ho

I'm showin' my homies how to make some dough

Cause they need to make it when they are on their own

I'm in my crib at 9 pm I hear a knock at my door

I gotta check who it is then I see it's just my bro

This nigga ran from the store

He came to my crib talkin' about a ho

I'm showin' my homies how to make some dough

Cause they need to make it when they are on their own