MIKE - UCR lyrics

Fight, fights
Trouble, trouble in the streets
Fight, fights

Why I got ‘em stressing? Mama showed me
Walk the earth and still blessing
Why I walk on any turf and get respect
You the type to be coughing up your necklace
Scrambled thoughts that I struggle to collect
Never knew until you told me I was precious
Long travel give me time to reflect
Talking to my genie ‘bout a death wish
Got comfy with feeling the neglect
See nothing when I look into your message
Bump me until I run into the check
The first thing I’ma spend it on is essence
I could hardly finish up my sentence
It’s hard moving forward with regret
Papa told me keep an eye on who you let in
Don’t be riding with some
Gs you gotta question

Yeah, yeah, can’t hold me back
You can’t hold me back

I’m sweet as a lie in your tongue
And the streets is climbing above, you weak
Your mind in a dump you see
Whining really can’t compare to the love
I ain’t sharing my bud with niggas
Who clearly is slugs already
Barely a part to pay me
Scariest times I’m sharing
Carry a conversation, various compilations
And vary your observations
There with no park to play in
Airy your wand to payment
Die like a burial on my
Brothers, they got the nation
And in that calm my patience
Sinners be lost and vacant
This energy odds are taking
Dark where the laws is breaking
Part of my armor’s placed
The reason you are mistaken
Watch when I get a bag
Shots in the cup ‘cause the
Opps didn't send us that
I see you with me sober
It’s harder to mention that
The cards that you dealt was trash
But I promised to help you win
You was a helping hand
(A part of my helping, pass ‘em
Bark in the zealous path)