Mick Jenkins - The Mike Love Joint lyrics

Be happy Turn the Volume up on yo' factory a** system These n***as claimin' they k**as I've actually had victims, I've slaughtered Call them trill but, they fathers think they had daughters My mama think I'm an author I'll prolly be a martyr If I don't Talk about cash How all these hoes got all of that a** Sippin' on that gin n' that juice and then party [?], you see [?] and them rollin' up gra** Livin' so fast This under 200 up on my dash Foot on the gas Movin' so quick All of my people gone think I'm the sh** What if I switch What if I switched it on these n***as Got a little different on these n***as What if my drive was a little faster like a stick-shift on these n***as They so twisted, oh these n***as They just lie, so sadistic Never simplistic Out here dancin' for these crackers toss 'em a Triscuit Then I switch it Yo' people come up missin' Coroner check ballistics Ask me about a ad-lib, I told them I was gettin' lifted AKA reading scripture Know this world ain't no picnic You trynna dipsh** you with' it, my n***a Switch it, get with it my n***a Raw papers twisted The piff is spliffful, simplistic my n***a That's how my life has been livin' I mean get with it my n***a Get with it my n***a I hope you with it my n***a If you can't hear it Then Turn the Volume up on yo' factory a** system These n***as claimin' they k**as I've actually had victims, I've slaughtered Call them trill but, they fathers think they had daughters My mama think I'm an author I'll prolly be a martyr I'll prolly end up a martyr [x2] It's the Pursuit of HappyNess Fool