Iigh uh...
Just tryna get to the mic
Just tryna get to the mic
Thank you
Thank you uh
I forgot where I wrote this shit uh
Oh
Right here
Iigh I'm ready
Yea
Ay no more L's but some hair loss
F*ck it though we all going bald when I mow through
Dipping these roots in new soil where the coast blue
Swimming pass the junk I'm just tryna get the whole view
Way too much fake in this world it going tempt you
I keep my kids from plastic but that mouth can take a soul too
Make me want to kick it knowing it will mess my kung fu
I lock in like the panda these ain't bars this that bamboo
I Came up where they play DOOM your maker say good day too
Niggas undertake
Wrestle weight
For a stake to
Level up
Made me focus on becoming my own Kane
Cause the mind the biggest cage you gotta breakthrough
I was in a state you can't tour
Heard the price at the door
If I follow some niggas I'm going stay too
Started using logic paid a little less than their shoes
F*ck being fly, if you lacking all the pro tools
Ain't tryna nail a hit
This one here is for my soul
A little competition telling me that no ones close
To f*cking with me yet I take a whole group of vets
Keep ya little rabbit toes I place my bet on confidence
F*cked around with Lady Luck never set it in cement
I get the best topping from this girl who said she blessed
Some niggas f*ck and leave her when they fall under the stress
But Mama imma Leo real king's reach success
Ain't no need to weep baby bet that imma ball
I know your man a lame I'll come and tend them dry walls
Improve your little home I'm just that nigga by the fence
Ain't finna show you lip but bet that I can get it drenched
You now f*cking with the best
No more keeping secrets
I got them all sweating chill youngin these bullets is heat seeking
Years of bad luck with all these mirrors I'm breaking
Taking out my parallels that told US we would never make it
Apologies for my rambling mind
Lately I been speaking high but still no lies
First place in my head won't be slipping off appeals
Case closed I'll be guilty if I waste my time
Had to flip the switch on em
Two step
Revving up the engine on em
Heart racing
Something like a v12
I prevail I'm the type to dodge a blue shell
Gone...
Classic nigga
Elio - Mic Check Freestyle Lyrics
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Iigh uh...
Just tryna get to the mic
Just tryna get to the mic
Thank you
Thank you uh
I forgot where I wrote this shit uh
Oh
Right here
Iigh I'm ready
Yea
Ay no more L's but some hair loss
F*ck it though we all going bald when I mow through
Dipping these roots in new soil where the coast blue
Swimming pass the junk I'm just tryna get the whole view
Way too much fake in this world it going tempt you
I keep my kids from plastic but that mouth can take a soul too
Make me want to kick it knowing it will mess my kung fu
I lock in like the panda these ain't bars this that bamboo
I Came up where they play DOOM your maker say good day too
Niggas undertake
Wrestle weight
For a stake to
Level up
Made me focus on becoming my own Kane
Cause the mind the biggest cage you gotta breakthrough
I was in a state you can't tour
Heard the price at the door
If I follow some niggas I'm going stay too
Started using logic paid a little less than their shoes
F*ck being fly, if you lacking all the pro tools
Ain't tryna nail a hit
This one here is for my soul
A little competition telling me that no ones close
To f*cking with me yet I take a whole group of vets
Keep ya little rabbit toes I place my bet on confidence
F*cked around with Lady Luck never set it in cement
I get the best topping from this girl who said she blessed
Some niggas f*ck and leave her when they fall under the stress
But Mama imma Leo real king's reach success
Ain't no need to weep baby bet that imma ball
I know your man a lame I'll come and tend them dry walls
Improve your little home I'm just that nigga by the fence
Ain't finna show you lip but bet that I can get it drenched
You now f*cking with the best
No more keeping secrets
I got them all sweating chill youngin these bullets is heat seeking
Years of bad luck with all these mirrors I'm breaking
Taking out my parallels that told US we would never make it
Apologies for my rambling mind
Lately I been speaking high but still no lies
First place in my head won't be slipping off appeals
Case closed I'll be guilty if I waste my time
Had to flip the switch on em
Two step
Revving up the engine on em
Heart racing
Something like a v12
I prevail I'm the type to dodge a blue shell
Gone...
Classic nigga
Just tryna get to the mic
Just tryna get to the mic
Thank you
Thank you uh
I forgot where I wrote this shit uh
Oh
Right here
Iigh I'm ready
Yea
Ay no more L's but some hair loss
F*ck it though we all going bald when I mow through
Dipping these roots in new soil where the coast blue
Swimming pass the junk I'm just tryna get the whole view
Way too much fake in this world it going tempt you
I keep my kids from plastic but that mouth can take a soul too
Make me want to kick it knowing it will mess my kung fu
I lock in like the panda these ain't bars this that bamboo
I Came up where they play DOOM your maker say good day too
Niggas undertake
Wrestle weight
For a stake to
Level up
Made me focus on becoming my own Kane
Cause the mind the biggest cage you gotta breakthrough
I was in a state you can't tour
Heard the price at the door
If I follow some niggas I'm going stay too
Started using logic paid a little less than their shoes
F*ck being fly, if you lacking all the pro tools
Ain't tryna nail a hit
This one here is for my soul
A little competition telling me that no ones close
To f*cking with me yet I take a whole group of vets
Keep ya little rabbit toes I place my bet on confidence
F*cked around with Lady Luck never set it in cement
I get the best topping from this girl who said she blessed
Some niggas f*ck and leave her when they fall under the stress
But Mama imma Leo real king's reach success
Ain't no need to weep baby bet that imma ball
I know your man a lame I'll come and tend them dry walls
Improve your little home I'm just that nigga by the fence
Ain't finna show you lip but bet that I can get it drenched
You now f*cking with the best
No more keeping secrets
I got them all sweating chill youngin these bullets is heat seeking
Years of bad luck with all these mirrors I'm breaking
Taking out my parallels that told US we would never make it
Apologies for my rambling mind
Lately I been speaking high but still no lies
First place in my head won't be slipping off appeals
Case closed I'll be guilty if I waste my time
Had to flip the switch on em
Two step
Revving up the engine on em
Heart racing
Something like a v12
I prevail I'm the type to dodge a blue shell
Gone...
Classic nigga
Writer: Elliot Rivas
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