Mike Will Made It - VI lyrics

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Mike Will Made It - VI lyrics

Got a Bunch a Bad hoes And I Give em all Dick Got a Bunch a Cold beats Bout to Make em all Hits Got a Bout a Million flows Bout to Make the boat Shift Ima Bout ta Get a couple mil And you know this Yea Yea I say Young boy Betta do some research f** around & End up on a t shirt I'on hit 'Less you hit me first And I ain't did that since beepers Trying to hang around with the creepers Get found in the ground with the sleepers Pound to the ground with some sneakers Nike, or the puma, or Adidas 15 for the show & the feature Trying to drop hits like Tinker Can't shoot now I'm a thinker Get another hitta on the speaker Tell'em this dude is a tweaker Winter time Time to buy heaters Shout out to the robbers & The robbers only Been out the game For a minute now Shout out to guys that a Snatch ya homie And will stay quiet when The sentence down Pour a lil liquor For the deceased Can't knock your view I'm not in these streets I went to school & hoped on these beats Now that I'm thru It's all on me Been that way for A minute Gotta apologize to the fam Greatness Can't be rushed Was trying to figure out who I am Since I am a God (me & the squad) Beat all of the odds & This is the start I gotta work hard So we Can get far Can I get a break sh** God damn!