Mickey Factz - Over Here lyrics

[Intro:] Do me a favor Turn the lights down low Yes I mean it real low there we go Right there right there Also, see I'm trying to put my lighter up If you got a lighter turn that joint on Keep it on If you don't got a lighter Turn your cell phones on Point it to the TV It's Mickey Let's go [Verse 1:] Sup You don't f** with a n*gga no more How could you not f** with me no more I ain't stuck in my feelings no more But let me tell you what did it hold on I looked out for you Little Rock got treated like family I even vouched for you My n*gga cosigned with a jimmy handy What the f** is wrong with you Hands up in the air if you relate then Dealing with the same dumb situation Help a mother f**er out and don't say sh** when you need Damn that's cold I'm in the front seat sitting low playing Kanye West Drive slow with a screwed up voice cuz a n*gga don't know How to feel with somebody that he thought was his bro Can't even come through N*gga got dos I didn't put you on shows I didn't get a n*gga flows Guess when you get grown everybody gets bold I don't know Can't lie I shed a tear when I'm alone Cuz I don't let people in I don't let people know When you're playing with art you're playing with my soul You playing with my heart I ain't playing with you dawg I swear on my mom better get up on your phone And give a n*gga a call about the sh** going on [Chorus:] I see them f** n*ggas over there We don't f** with n*ggas over there I see them f** n*ggas over there We don't f** with n*ggas over there Over here over there over there over there See them f** n*ggas over there We don't f** with n*ggas over there See them f** n*ggas over there We don't f** with n*ggas over there Over there over there over there over there [Verse 2:] No no no Don't turn the lights up Leave them where they at They stay right there Y'all put your lighters back in the air Put your phones back in the air I need to feel that energy You know what I'm saying I was talking to Lupe Other day see we're trying to change lives With the sh** that we say Teach people how to rhyme Gotta teach a new way Piece of me is like a funeral today Wrote it all out it's a beautiful decay I swear n*ggas phony It's tired of my OGs Guess n*ggas don't know me From the Bronx Where the p**y gets sold on the corner And the mothers can't ever find daughters And the sink never stopped dripping waters My man Pop got shot for a quarter Broad daylight no Diane Sawyer Where a n*gga old bread act like he never saw you Looking out for yourself everybody is a void So I got tough skin Gotta watch you with a n*gga girlfriends Now I see I gotta start being fake giving cold handshakes for the win No more pretend don't call me again That's what I told a girl being phony again b**h try to front like we homies again No You can never blow me again If you a Mickey Factz fan You know I don't curse You know I knows facts I keep sh** real I never get mad But n*ggas out here got it f**ed up bad Word of my niece getting tired of you n*ggas No more no more lying with you n*ggas No more no more lying with you n*ggas For real I ain't even got time for you n*ggas [Chorus]