M.I.C

Yeah
They say the sky is the
Ya

They say the sky is the limit
But you ain't seen the sky in a minute
Too busy wasting time with all your bitchin'
And 20:20, yeah, that's my kind of vision (yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna get my bands up
But niggas always tryna fuck my plans up
Drop some bangers on 'em right before the day is up
And I always got the time to show the fans love (yeah)

And you can see me shining (yeah)
And you gon' see me rising (yeah)
It's all about the timing (yeah)
Yeah, oh

Grindin' 'til my AP's gold
Trappin' 'til my diamonds froze
'Til I'm driving Bentley's home
I just wanna make bare dough
They can try and taint my soul
But they'll never tame my soul
But they'll never break my bones
Yeah, yeah

All I wanna see is gold and green
Rolling with my Gs, that's M.I.C
When we come through, so fresh, so clean (so fresh, so clean)
Yeah, you know who, that's M.I.C (M.I.C)
That's M.I.C

It's just me here with my crew
We don't even fuck with you, not one time
And I wonder why they so concerned with what we doing
Have we gone away?
They don't even have a clue
'Cause we're here to stay

So add a couple zeros to my payslip
If you got a dream, you gotta chase it
'Til your whip is looking like a spaceship
No, no

Grindin' 'til my AP's gold
Trappin' 'til my diamonds froze
'Til I'm driving Bentley's home
I just wanna make bare dough
They can try and taint my soul
But they'll never tame my soul
But they'll never break my bones, oh

All I wanna see is gold and green (golden green)
Rolling with my Gs, that's M.I.C (that's M.I.C)
When we come through, so fresh, so clean (so fresh, so clean)
Yeah, you know who, that's M.I.C (M.I.C)
That's M.I.C

I came to kick it with the MiC, call me Eddy for short
Got them long roots, shortbread, give me some more
I don't ever doubt my light, it shines from shore to shore
But I got curses that I need to resolve and never show
I conquered them blow for blow
Float like Muhammad, I'm flying from show to show
They saying they need some more
I'm coming for green and gold
Paradigms rotate, shift the whole globe
I'm puffin' the ozone

I'm always in my zone, preparing my own throne
Hindsight, the best vision I ever known
Melodies, the best remedy, hit the pad
Then I strut like Cinderella 'fore midnight
Well, I hope I
Never hit the floor like I'm Russel Crowe
Found my inner wave now I glow
So don't forget to spark when the highs hit the lows
And don't forget to bounce when the bass hit your soul

All I wanna see is gold and green (golden, golden)
We're rolling with my Gs, that's M.I.C
(Like la-la-la, yeah)
When we come through, so fresh, so clean (ay, so fresh, so clean, clean)
Yeah, you know who, that's M.I.C
That's M.I.C

All I wanna see is gold and green
Rolling with my Gs, that's M.I.C
(Like la-la-la, yeah)
When we come through, so fresh, so clean (so fresh, so clean, clean)
Yeah, you know who, that's M.I.C
That's M.I.C

(Oh, yeah)
(Oh, yeah)