[Intro: MIKE]
(What happened? Haha)
(Hey, Tony)
It's a'ight, bae

[Verse 1: MIKE]
Why you tight? Why you tight? It's a'ight, bae
You be lyin', I be lyin', think we lifemates
Is you a demon in disguise? Is this a blind date? (Uh)
When we link, be on that time, for my time sake
It cost some G's to hit up 9 for my rhyme rate
You take a peek into my spot, might up the crime rate
Yeah, we be eatin' appetizers and the entrees
Ain't in the street, we in the sty', I'm like Beyoncé
I'm doin' schemes, I say the pricе, it make your mind change
I'm cool to be thе way I'm dancin', I'm like Mike J
Wrong time, but I'm always in the right place
Long grinder, it's gon' always bring you life face
Still a rookie, you can see me in your prime days
I'm never shook when it's just me and all the lime fade
You tryna book me, more than three 'cause I'm not André
I guess he took me for a demon, now his mom hate me
Let my homie do that screen, hit that LeBron fade
I remember fittin' CD's in my pop's basement
Now, I'm quick to fix a n***a over hot tape
10K the militia, bitch, we not playin'
[Verse 2: Sideshow]
Why you tight? Why you tight? Why you tight?
Size small Pro Club, white fit tight
Need a shorty like my spice, strong and dark as midnight
Roll my sheet up like it's art, roll my sheet up like a kite
If I roll my sheet up with no funnel, then that bitch won't hit right
Tryna bring my bibby in the club with me, bring it on a flight
Trade my right hand for a bibby, I don't even wanna write
I'm out packin' more out of Philly with my brother big MIKE
Where you at? I'm gettin' money now, it's nothin' to catch a flight
But this my line, it's many like it in the world, but this one mine
10K soldiers never late, we right on time
It's 10K a soul just for appearance, bottom line
Bunch of Nemos on my line, I got T. Rowe on my line
Tryna make it with this rap shit, too much street shit on my mind
I just want to be happy, is that too much to ask?
I just want to make somethin' that's for me and mine
Ayy, 10K