MIKE - All Hits lyrics

All hit's, no misses
This is batting practice bitches
Tryna fall in love with life
I don't need nobody else
It's all hit's, ah shit
I don't need nobody help
Feels like everybody else tryna
Be somebody else
Oh, no, oh no, that's some shit I never felt
Bet you can't afford a house but
You got a Gucci belt
Oh, no, oh, no, that's some shit I never felt
Fuck being cool to you and
You I'd rather be myself, yeah

Don't tell me how bad
You really want something
Just tell me how you plan to go and get it
And once you do then don't
Forget why you started out
Sometimes you lose sight of where you headed
But now they only call
When they want something
It ring and ring until they get the message
Brrr phone jumping like Vince
Brrr they ain't talking 'bout shit
Even if they set a pick I cannot switch
Way before I had a shot I couldn't miss
Swish, ah, they ain't got it like this, nah
You say you want something different but
You in the same place
Going out every weekend just to
See the same faces
Got your mind so local, cause
You in the same state, i can't stay

All hit's, no misses
This is batting practice bitches
Tryna fall in love with life
I don't need nobody else
It's all hit's, ah shit
I don't need nobody help
Feels like everybody else tryna
Be somebody else
Oh, no, oh no, that's some shit I never felt
Bet you can't afford a house but
You got a Gucci belt
Oh, no, oh, no, that's some shit I never felt
Fuck being cool to you and
You I'd rather be myself, yeah

Too much on my plate, I got more to eat
I cannot relate, connect accordingly
Nothing means more to me than loyalty
Gave you all of me and needed more
Of me, I'm more than me, but
You got caught in all the negatives
It's on me
You had inhibitions when you drinking
Poured the mourn on me
No matter who I see I swore
That you are all I see
What the fuck was wrong with me
Let's take a vacation for all
Of the days wasted we're getting weed
We do not mean things that we say faded
But, you've been to strange places
Deal with them strange faces
You and your friends, getting it in
And my mistake vacant
But then I found some things
That I didn't wanna
Now I gotta give it a minute, I'm sorry
Now I gotta go out and get it, I'm gonna

All hit's, no misses
This is batting practice bitches
Tryna fall in love with life
I don't need nobody else
It's all hit's, ah shit
I don't need nobody help
Feels like everybody else tryna
Be somebody else
Oh, no, oh no, that's some shit I never felt
Bet you can't afford a house but
You got a Gucci belt
Oh, no, oh, no, that's some shit I never felt
Fuck being cool to you and
You I'd rather be myself, yeah