Like Mike

Sitting on a cloud
Always been a dreamer
I ain't never coming down
Sitting on a cloud
Always been a dreamer
I ain't never coming down

Trying to dirt all on my name
I got perky's for the pain
You should work more on your aim

Never switch
Never miss
Never told no other b*tch
That I love her
If I did
I was lying
Oh thats it, yeah

Bury my emotions
No headstones
My head gone
Rolling papers
We don't hit bongs nah

Toilet paper my life's a sh*t storm
But I got the wrist form
Kitchen on the fifth floor

I go crazy then
Neek he had us poppin' XO
Like we were Abel and them
Mama ain't enabling
Me no more
F*ck I'm so sorry
I know its
I know its
I know its breaking your heart

To see me breakdown
Praying that I'm safe now
Hoodie on up the block
We right here in 8 mile

Michigan boy
That's from Detroit to Gun Rue
Shout to Floyd
We'll dump you out the shore

Come through lighting sh*t up
Like the fourth
Rep the north yeah

Free Meechie h*e
I came up off Weezy flow
Been walked through the fire
I'm still breathing though
My demons so
My demons so

F*cking loud in my head
I'm losing track of my meds
About to have a tantrum I swear
Ain't no one answer my prayers

I still smile when it hurts
Cry when it's worth
Kid wish he could turn to God
But pedophiles in the church yeah

You can't hear me when I pray
F*ck it then
I don't see no other way
This is fate
Last day

Pick yourself up off the floor and fight back
Take your own advice yeah
Before you life crash

And we right back
Right back
Just like Mike yeah
Trying to be like Mike yeah
We right back
Seven rings before I write back
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Trevino
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