Young Mike (USA)
Haterz
Look dis for the haters ill see yo ass later
I  dont give a fuck cuz im gettin the paper
I  keep me a taper im smokin on flavors
I ain't doin favors so get out the way
Love when im broke hate when im paid
Its  not birthday im gettin the cake
Dont  fuck with hoes these bitches is fake
I keep me a pole get shot in yo face
Smokin  the dodi can tell by the taste
You smokin on reggie that shit is a waste
Remember them days i was locked ina cage
A whole bunch of rage at a very young age
I  see you lurkin you still on my page
Been sweat n sour jus like lemonade
Dont say that im broke bitch look what i made
Your whole life a joke im glad i ain't stayed
Get outta my way thats all i can say these bitches is lame
So stay in yo lane high
High like a plane im smokin on jane
Its fuck all the fame this shit is insane
Ain't have no bread not even a grain
A whole lotta pain while i waled through the rain
But i stayed the same young mike neva change
This shit kinda strange the way i get [?]
The way i get money this shit kinda crazy
I been working hard you can't say that im lazy
These hitters fougasie
Can afford 2 Mercedes
Bitch want my baby screamin out save me
But she kinda shady she wantin to play me
This shit not gravy or wavy
Ima pull up ina brand new Mercedes
Say ima pull up ina brand new Mercedes
Ima pull up with a mother fuckin stick
Got yo bitch on my dick n she jus wanna hit
Im poppin dat pussy man just like a zit
N she say ima dog bitch ima pit
My shit legit i cannot quit
Put on a beat like a camel i spit
Call me a swisher the [?] i split
These hitters is clowns we call it a myth
My flow is sick goddamn call it in
Like [?] we came up from nicks
Remember them nights we would go hit them licks
Prayin and hopin i get me a brick
Prayin and hopin i make me a hit
These youtube skits jus part of the mix
Hundred racks but u need u a fix
Trix is for kids you know wat it is