[ Featuring MTG Ghost ]
I'm Michael now, every Michael you can think of
But mostly Godfather Michael now
Michael in traffic
I'm ballin' like a bitch, Mike J, 23
I mix everything with lean, ain't none of this shit clean
I'm Mike Corleone, the next to run the mob? it's in my genes
We turn traps up, baby, that's the motto wit the team
On the road right now, I'm back f*ckin' wit the pings
And you can't get up in this car, if them lines don't ring
Tough Tony in the streets, get in that room and you sing
Bein' a real street nigga, you don't know what it mean
Shiftin' up the shake, this shit came out a boulder
Man, they say the world cold, but this uh, really colder
Twistin' in that Rex, damn near broke my shoulder
Man, I feel like Master P, I'm a no-limit soldier
I'm the only Ghost, nigga, I, I thought I told ya
Ffftttt, when them switches get to blowin'
I ain't worried about the bitch, I know these hoes goin'
Baby if you suck me good, you know you gettin' frozen
Hoggin' side blocks, lil' nigga, got my rank up TT, irritatin', keep callin' for a wake up
State Farm on the bag, man, somebody pop Jacob
Stay down wit the bag, the only way to get yo weight up
I'm ballin' like a bitch, Mike J, 23
I mix everything with lean, ain't none of this shit clean
I'm Mike Corleone, the next to run the mob? it's in my genes
We turn traps up, baby, that's the motto wit the team
On the road right now, I'm back f*ckin' wit the pings
And you can't get up in this car, if them lines don't ring
Tough Tony in the streets, get in that room and you sing
Bein' a real street nigga, you don't know what it mean
Yeah, I was ridin' round town, with the Billie Jeans
You gon' have to bow down, when you kiss the ring
If you a real street nigga, you know what I mean
Either you got it or you don't, why you keep actin' cheap
Lil' freaky Spanish bitch, she know what I need
When it come down to this pape, you know I gotta leave
I wanna spend some time with you, but I need some cheese
She on her knees beggin' please, til them bitches bleed
These niggas want a book, they can't even read
See a 100 bags in the spot, you ain't gon' wanna leave
You see the value in a plug, you gon' wanna piece
If you don't work hard enough, you don't wanna eat
I'm ballin' like a bitch, Mike J, 23
I mix everything with lean, ain't none of this shit clean
I'm Mike Corleone, the next to run the mob? it's in my genes
We turn traps up, baby, that's the motto wit the team
On the road right now, I'm back f*ckin' wit the pings
And you can't get up in this car, if them lines don't ring
Tough Tony in the streets, get in that room and you sing
Bein' a real street nigga, you don't know what it mean
