Mysterious
Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby
Turn me up!(Baby) Turn me up! (Baby)
Turn me up! (Baby) Turn me up! (Baby) Turn me up!
Turn me up!(Baby) Turn me up! (Baby)
Turn me up! (Ba, Baby, Baby) Turn me up! (Baby) Turn me
Uh, I when move through these streets
And I'm moving discrete, I'm looking for peace
I ain't ducking no heat
I move like a beast and I murder these beats
I got the receipts, I'm moving so what?
Smoking cigars and blowing that puff
Tweeting and posting I say that's enough
You move discrete cuz you looking so rough
I move mysterious you know that's tough
I got on a mask, I got on all black, I got on a hat
I'm moving so what?
Moving mysterious, my life has got them curious
Why so serious? Cuz momma said be curious, mysterious
Niggas delirious, I keep em guessing oblivious
They mad at me who gives a fuck? (Who gives a fuck?)
Boy you ain't one of us (not one of us)
We move mysterious (mysterious)
I want me a Bentley truck, Ferrari truck and a Lambo truck
That nigga mad cuz he not one us (not one us)
Baby, Baby, Baby
I been stuck on my ways, I been sipping on baileys
I been ducking the ladies, I been making excuses
I think I was born in eighties
But still in my twenties
Love it or hate it, that's who Mike is
I might be a savage, but I ain't got no malice
I was born with a status, swerving the traffic
Thats who Mike is, so mysterious (Uh)
I do what I like best, I act in my interests
Imma address some questions
I don't do girls, I just do music
They don't understand it (Uh)
Cuz that shit is repetitive like this beat repetitive
So I might just be celibate, stay quiet but relevant
That is my anthem
Uh, when move through these streets
And I'm moving discrete I'm looking for peace
I ain't ducking no heat
I move like a beast and I murder these beats
I got the receipts, I'm moving so what?
Moving mysterious, my life has got them curious
Why so serious? Cuz momma said be curious, mysterious
Niggas delirious, I keep em guessing oblivious
They mad at me who gives a fuck? (Who gives a fuck?)
Boy you ain't one of us (not one of us)
We move mysterious (mysterious)
I want me a Bentley truck, Ferrari truck and a Lambo truck
That nigga mad cuz he not one us (not one us)
Baby, Baby, Baby, Ba, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, baby
Turn me up!(Baby) Turn me up! (Baby)
Turn me up! (Baby) Turn me up! (Baby) Turn me up!
Turn me up!(Baby) Turn me up! (Baby)
Turn me up! (Ba, Baby, Baby) Turn me up! (Baby) Turn me
Uh, I when move through these streets
And I'm moving discrete, I'm looking for peace
I ain't ducking no heat
I move like a beast and I murder these beats
I got the receipts, I'm moving so what?
Smoking cigars and blowing that puff
Tweeting and posting I say that's enough
You move discrete cuz you looking so rough
I move mysterious you know that's tough
I got on a mask, I got on all black, I got on a hat
I'm moving so what?
Moving mysterious, my life has got them curious
Why so serious? Cuz momma said be curious, mysterious
Niggas delirious, I keep em guessing oblivious
They mad at me who gives a fuck? (Who gives a fuck?)
Boy you ain't one of us (not one of us)
We move mysterious (mysterious)
I want me a Bentley truck, Ferrari truck and a Lambo truck
That nigga mad cuz he not one us (not one us)
Baby, Baby, Baby
I been stuck on my ways, I been sipping on baileys
I been ducking the ladies, I been making excuses
I think I was born in eighties
But still in my twenties
Love it or hate it, that's who Mike is
I might be a savage, but I ain't got no malice
I was born with a status, swerving the traffic
Thats who Mike is, so mysterious (Uh)
I do what I like best, I act in my interests
Imma address some questions
I don't do girls, I just do music
They don't understand it (Uh)
Cuz that shit is repetitive like this beat repetitive
So I might just be celibate, stay quiet but relevant
That is my anthem
Uh, when move through these streets
And I'm moving discrete I'm looking for peace
I ain't ducking no heat
I move like a beast and I murder these beats
I got the receipts, I'm moving so what?
Moving mysterious, my life has got them curious
Why so serious? Cuz momma said be curious, mysterious
Niggas delirious, I keep em guessing oblivious
They mad at me who gives a fuck? (Who gives a fuck?)
Boy you ain't one of us (not one of us)
We move mysterious (mysterious)
I want me a Bentley truck, Ferrari truck and a Lambo truck
That nigga mad cuz he not one us (not one us)
Baby, Baby, Baby, Ba, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, baby
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Appiah Kubi
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