VERSE 1
M.I.S.T. is my accomplice
Summer ain't as hot as this
Nor the earth's core milliseconds from Apocalypse
Mayweather M.I.S.T. talk sh** I might pop a lip
I.B.S. Disrespect, and then I gotta sh**
Money matter occupy
Many chambers of my mind
Mic Magic I apply
Make my words materialize