Look
Momma raised a young God
Momma raised a good Man
Momma raised a good Kid
Wasn't raised to be the meme
Wasn't raised to be the clown
Wish that I could be the King
But f*ck the King f*ck the crown
F*ck everything that's around
F*ck your and your crew
Tell me what you gonna do
When Mike Trilla come for you
I might kill that shit
I might heal that shit
I might make up all the promises that I can
I might just make you be the man
I just don't wanna act like the plan
I just don't wanna back up
Just don't wanna f*ck up
Wish that I could be real
Wish that I could be fake
Like you, like you, like hol'up
What you gonna do?
What you wanna see?
What you got to prove?
Who you wanna be?
(Who to be)
Make it up for you
(Make it up)
Make it up for me
Make it up for you
(For you?)
But it's still
But it's still
But it's still
Mike Trilla on this motherf*ckin' mic once again
Yeah I'm back motherf*cka
And I'm playing like Hercules for all the f*ckin trophies and the wins
Yeah I'm back motherf*cka
And I told you in the past that I would be killing this shit
Yeah I told you in the past
Yeah I told you in the past
That I would be
Killing it
Killing it
Killing it
Killing it
Had to quit my gram
Had to do it for the fam
Yeah I had to say f*ck the spam
Had to hide my heart
Had to press restart
Yeah I had to work f*ckin hard
Had to do my best
Got no time to rest
Cause the world was waiting for impress
Gotta do my job
Gotta do it hard
Spitting fire but me no finesse
But she say yes
And she a mess
It ain't no stress
We just undress
We just be touching and feeling I guess
I will be making the move like chest
You wanna say yes, I wanna say no
I just wanna keep it on the low
I just wanna keep it on the go
I just wanna keep it on for show
Mike.Trilla - I'm Back Lyrics
Mike.Trilla - I'm Back Lyrics
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Look
Momma raised a young God
Momma raised a good Man
Momma raised a good Kid
Wasn't raised to be the meme
Wasn't raised to be the clown
Wish that I could be the King
But f*ck the King f*ck the crown
F*ck everything that's around
F*ck your and your crew
Tell me what you gonna do
When Mike Trilla come for you
I might kill that shit
I might heal that shit
I might make up all the promises that I can
I might just make you be the man
I just don't wanna act like the plan
I just don't wanna back up
Just don't wanna f*ck up
Wish that I could be real
Wish that I could be fake
Like you, like you, like hol'up
What you gonna do?
What you wanna see?
What you got to prove?
Who you wanna be?
(Who to be)
Make it up for you
(Make it up)
Make it up for me
Make it up for you
(For you?)
But it's still
But it's still
But it's still
Mike Trilla on this motherf*ckin' mic once again
Yeah I'm back motherf*cka
And I'm playing like Hercules for all the f*ckin trophies and the wins
Yeah I'm back motherf*cka
And I told you in the past that I would be killing this shit
Yeah I told you in the past
Yeah I told you in the past
That I would be
Killing it
Killing it
Killing it
Killing it
Had to quit my gram
Had to do it for the fam
Yeah I had to say f*ck the spam
Had to hide my heart
Had to press restart
Yeah I had to work f*ckin hard
Had to do my best
Got no time to rest
Cause the world was waiting for impress
Gotta do my job
Gotta do it hard
Spitting fire but me no finesse
But she say yes
And she a mess
It ain't no stress
We just undress
We just be touching and feeling I guess
I will be making the move like chest
You wanna say yes, I wanna say no
I just wanna keep it on the low
I just wanna keep it on the go
I just wanna keep it on for show
Momma raised a young God
Momma raised a good Man
Momma raised a good Kid
Wasn't raised to be the meme
Wasn't raised to be the clown
Wish that I could be the King
But f*ck the King f*ck the crown
F*ck everything that's around
F*ck your and your crew
Tell me what you gonna do
When Mike Trilla come for you
I might kill that shit
I might heal that shit
I might make up all the promises that I can
I might just make you be the man
I just don't wanna act like the plan
I just don't wanna back up
Just don't wanna f*ck up
Wish that I could be real
Wish that I could be fake
Like you, like you, like hol'up
What you gonna do?
What you wanna see?
What you got to prove?
Who you wanna be?
(Who to be)
Make it up for you
(Make it up)
Make it up for me
Make it up for you
(For you?)
But it's still
But it's still
But it's still
Mike Trilla on this motherf*ckin' mic once again
Yeah I'm back motherf*cka
And I'm playing like Hercules for all the f*ckin trophies and the wins
Yeah I'm back motherf*cka
And I told you in the past that I would be killing this shit
Yeah I told you in the past
Yeah I told you in the past
That I would be
Killing it
Killing it
Killing it
Killing it
Had to quit my gram
Had to do it for the fam
Yeah I had to say f*ck the spam
Had to hide my heart
Had to press restart
Yeah I had to work f*ckin hard
Had to do my best
Got no time to rest
Cause the world was waiting for impress
Gotta do my job
Gotta do it hard
Spitting fire but me no finesse
But she say yes
And she a mess
It ain't no stress
We just undress
We just be touching and feeling I guess
I will be making the move like chest
You wanna say yes, I wanna say no
I just wanna keep it on the low
I just wanna keep it on the go
I just wanna keep it on for show
Writer: Michael Silva
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid