MIKE - Rainforest lyrics
[MIKE - Rainforest lyrics]
Salutations, motherfucker
Children on Earth have been raised
To ground all white and dash black
I've been busy
I've been trying to get my head right
Eyes glowing through the smoke
Like some headlights
It's always hard to sleep when it's bedtime
There's always part of me that never rests
Ma my L bout to finish
Save that shit for next time
There's a section of me missing
That I best find
There's a difference from the Bronx
And Upper West Side
Y'all too busy dragging struggles
Can't confess mine y'all niggas more talk
Y'all niggas less grind
And I know them long walks hurt your leg, ma
From the MTA to the SEPTA
And your boy been handsome from the neck up
And I'm still big Mikey, shouts to Skepta
Let my problems in, I'm always out for better
If money is your goal
Gon' be lonely without the cheddar
Yo, who gon' stop you from
Knowing me now or ever?
Love the shorty for holding me down forever
I thought I knew someone like you, uh
I thought I knew someone like you, uh
(MTA drivers let us walk through) yeah
You see me (10k, 1-2-3-4-5
Every fucking train with letters)
Basic polo tee with the jeans
Might have the 'fro with the dark Caesar
(All five boroughs in this shit
All city limit's)
Might have the flat top, sideburns
No shape up 10K fam (9999 + 1)
If you poor, that's a lot of dollars
(10K) That's a lot of numbers
Children on Earth have been raised
To ground all white and dash black
I've been busy
I've been trying to get my head right
Eyes glowing through the smoke
Like some headlights
It's always hard to sleep when it's bedtime
There's always part of me that never rests
Ma my L bout to finish
Save that shit for next time
There's a section of me missing
That I best find
There's a difference from the Bronx
And Upper West Side
Y'all too busy dragging struggles
Can't confess mine y'all niggas more talk
Y'all niggas less grind
And I know them long walks hurt your leg, ma
From the MTA to the SEPTA
And your boy been handsome from the neck up
And I'm still big Mikey, shouts to Skepta
Let my problems in, I'm always out for better
If money is your goal
Gon' be lonely without the cheddar
Yo, who gon' stop you from
Knowing me now or ever?
Love the shorty for holding me down forever
I thought I knew someone like you, uh
I thought I knew someone like you, uh
(MTA drivers let us walk through) yeah
You see me (10k, 1-2-3-4-5
Every fucking train with letters)
Basic polo tee with the jeans
Might have the 'fro with the dark Caesar
(All five boroughs in this shit
All city limit's)
Might have the flat top, sideburns
No shape up 10K fam (9999 + 1)
If you poor, that's a lot of dollars
(10K) That's a lot of numbers