[Intro]
[Verse]
Ayo
I can't stunt I'm a sad dude
If someone took your favorite sh** from you, you'd be sad too
It's crazy I been f**in with this sh** for the past 5
But I ain't tryna die and sh** I'm not about that life
At least I got rap, right? Ain't never been just Mike
Cuz when I rhyme the words on these lil beats it be just right
I'm finna save the world but if I can't then the hood's fine
And n***as hate on me, guess they don't know what they look like
If you don't really care, you gotta f** with me, cuz we got that in common
I won't change til I'm in coffin, even then it probably wouldn't
Other stuff does, I don't know if you liked "I Rap Good"
But you would probably catch these reference
I been flexin, on my Gooden sh**
Monster Mike the optomist, dipped got on that Harden sh**
Still ain't saved a b**h since I found out how that sh** always ends
Plus: ya mans needs all his ends, so if you see me with a broad
I promise I'm not with the broad, I swear she can do all my friends
Some of them did some of them, a few of them did all of them
If you took offense, well my bad b**h, I just be talkin' sh**
That's when they get to stuntin, but it's nothin, well it's somethin'
Cuz it's funny! I be chucklin', lookin at em like The Rock and sh**
But f** them baby they ain't got it like this
Let me see your phone I'm trying to lock me in
#Usuparaw, I'm needing in
I'm probably dude you're leaving with
I'm kinda cool but I'm real, real hot
f** with me now, cuz on the real I'm gone
Still steal a b**h, then slam a b**h, then pa** the b**h cuz my names Iman
You know my hands be active and I mean that sh** in every sense
I tweaked on my little fingers cuz they ask and then I feel that sh**
I think there's different kinds of pains, just like theres different kinds of stains
Just like there's different kinds of gangs
But my sh** I put on my face, I'm 'bout that life
n***as hate, but them n***as crazy: they don't rap like Mike
I wonder how cold I'm finna end up since I write all the time
I wonder if my crib's on Clark and Lake since I got all the lines
I wonder if I'll ever have a kid your b**h ate all of mine
[Chorus]
That's what I like to get into
Hit stains, fam don't make us hit you
We don't, give no f** bout sh** dude
Came out in that E Cla**, my sh** ain't no rental
That's that whip that I get into
Can't drive, I hope I don't hit you
Still don't, give no f** bout sh** dude
Came out in that G5 my sh** ain't no rental