MJ Story
How does she know who I am?
And why does she give a damn about me?
I've got two tickets-
Mmm
What a world
Youngin (yeah, yeah)
Oh, look
Okay, let's rock and roll
Same young nigga was broke, stealing out of stores
Not no more, jit done crossed the globe with a million dollar soul
This here for the soul, if you ain't know, well, now you know
Know they want me gone, but they waited too long
Okay rest in peace Big Mama, look I did something with my life
I fell on my face a couple times, but finally got it right
Shout-out to my team, they know that this wasn't overnight
Up and down the interstate, in the stu' or on a flight
I guess I'll be (ok) alright (grrah, bah)
Keep texting my phone talking greasy
Saved her under Stevie
'Cause she'll never see me
Better cut on a TV
I was such a teenage dirtbag, I'd break in your shit
Young wild nigga on a rush to get rich
Mama, look at your son, never knew it'd come to this
From juvenile detention, send us to the Forbes list
Ooh, there go the youngin
Lights, camera, action
Baby girl, go home, I'm gon' call you when I'm landing
You don't wanna be here when them cameras get to flashing
2022 Michael Jordan, Jackson
Thank you to all my fans, the ones for me
For changing my life and supporting my dream
For buying my album, coming to my shows (my shows, oh, yeah)
Cut on your TV, pull out your cellphone (cellphone)
And if they don't know, tell all your friends (your friends)
They'll never see a young nigga like this again (like this again, like this again)
Like this again (thank you to all my fans, the ones for me)
(For changing my life and supporting my dream) Young Nuni clockin' in
(For buying my album, coming to my shows) I know I say I'm Michael Jordan
I know I say I'm Michael Jordan, but I might be (and if they don't know, tell all your friends)
I might be Michael Jackson after all (they'll never see a young nigga like this again) (grrah, bah, bah)
Never, never
So if you ever, never, never, ever, yeah
(Like this again)
(Never see a young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga)
(Never see a young nigga, yeah)
(Grrah, grrah, bah, bah, bah)
You never see no
Man, I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
She's walkin' over to me
This must be fake
And why does she give a damn about me?
I've got two tickets-
Mmm
What a world
Youngin (yeah, yeah)
Oh, look
Okay, let's rock and roll
Same young nigga was broke, stealing out of stores
Not no more, jit done crossed the globe with a million dollar soul
This here for the soul, if you ain't know, well, now you know
Know they want me gone, but they waited too long
Okay rest in peace Big Mama, look I did something with my life
I fell on my face a couple times, but finally got it right
Shout-out to my team, they know that this wasn't overnight
Up and down the interstate, in the stu' or on a flight
I guess I'll be (ok) alright (grrah, bah)
Keep texting my phone talking greasy
Saved her under Stevie
'Cause she'll never see me
Better cut on a TV
I was such a teenage dirtbag, I'd break in your shit
Young wild nigga on a rush to get rich
Mama, look at your son, never knew it'd come to this
From juvenile detention, send us to the Forbes list
Ooh, there go the youngin
Lights, camera, action
Baby girl, go home, I'm gon' call you when I'm landing
You don't wanna be here when them cameras get to flashing
2022 Michael Jordan, Jackson
Thank you to all my fans, the ones for me
For changing my life and supporting my dream
For buying my album, coming to my shows (my shows, oh, yeah)
Cut on your TV, pull out your cellphone (cellphone)
And if they don't know, tell all your friends (your friends)
They'll never see a young nigga like this again (like this again, like this again)
Like this again (thank you to all my fans, the ones for me)
(For changing my life and supporting my dream) Young Nuni clockin' in
(For buying my album, coming to my shows) I know I say I'm Michael Jordan
I know I say I'm Michael Jordan, but I might be (and if they don't know, tell all your friends)
I might be Michael Jackson after all (they'll never see a young nigga like this again) (grrah, bah, bah)
Never, never
So if you ever, never, never, ever, yeah
(Like this again)
(Never see a young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga)
(Never see a young nigga, yeah)
(Grrah, grrah, bah, bah, bah)
You never see no
Man, I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
She's walkin' over to me
This must be fake
Credits
Writer(s): Rashaad E Green, Brendan James Brown, Sterling Reynolds, Thomas Horton, Rodarius Green
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