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MIKE
MIKE
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Jordan Bonema
Michael Jordan Bonema
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KeiyaA
KeiyaA
Producer

Lyrics

Look what you get, hehehe People don't get it Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh Yuh, yeah Said I'm more than just this image you were tryna sell Try to water down the mission for the clientele I been holdin' back from shittin', they don't like the smell But they ain't see me for a minute so I might as well As a child, could tell It's hard to get back in position, we gon' find the frail You gotta get it where you fit in, this a tryin' scale For this kinda work, if you ain't tryna fail Can never change to see your mission for the finer bail Takin' trains west to Pacific, I should try the mail I think he only pressed to live 'cause he might die in Hell I guess it kinda hurt When God tell you if you feel it, it's behind the braille Time you left for the experience, forgot the wealth The only thing that I inherited was blockin' help It's part of pops' concern Remember cringin' at the mirror, I was not myself (Ooh) That's still a lot to learn I came back from lightin' bridges I forgot to burn The first stride again bigger, had a loss of thirst And never idolized a nigga with a office shirt You think I did it for the figures? It was all for her
Writer(s): Michael Bonema Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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