young mike

new shit - hooks final

making it last hooks

b words on lock hooks - rough

no hurry up extended - final

osr weekend anthem hooks - final

every day 2 - bad hooks

for the squad hooks

rapcats and we back back at it
no defense im attack tact tack it
add it up yeah the kid a tactician
i know what yo bitch wishing
aint nothing that im lacking
i should go hard but im slacking
and i dont wanna fight but im packing
like my knuckles we could get it cracking


3 - 21 hook 1

verse

58 - 1 17 hook 2 

verse

1 54 - 2 12 hook 3

verse

2 50 - hook etc ending

back back at it - hooks rough

ultra ultra
all my bitches ultra
ultra ultra 
took that bitch to ulta
ultra ultra 
all might we plus ultra
ultra ultra 
pull up in the alti

ultra ultra
all my bitches ultra
ultra ultra 
took that bitch to ulta
ultra ultra 
all might we plus ultra
ultra ultra 
pull up in the alti

ultra ultra
i dont mean to hurt ya
ultra ultra
we just doing work yeah
ultra ultra
all my weed plus ultra
ultra ultra
you know we plus ultra
 
you know we watch oprah

all my movies blu ray

young mike, go hard right?
no not really but its alright
i mean the flow black, 
and the skin white
fuck her one time now the bitch a dyke
aint tight, but it feel right
young mike do it all night, all might

might

 

murder


sitting here, trying to take a pill
feeling like a million dollar bill
feeling like i need to sit and chill
cant sit still
can you be real
bitch you know the deal
its joe fox, for real
what the deal

ultra

26 - 
1 43 - 
went from t bones to baked beans
24s to 18s, fantasy to bad dreams
this aint what it seems
i just wanna get that green
pull up in something never seen
cover of a magazine, (frozen, chosen)

do it for the team
and i do with the team
do it for the team
and i do with the team yeah
with the team yeah
with the team yeah
do it for the team with the team

52
whip clean, 
ima do it til the fat lady sing
til every finger got ring, like im brady
i aint slim, just thick and shady
shit get crazy round here
ghost em like im swayze, disappear
1 04
im david blaine, with the money mane
(make the kids laugh) with a funny face -
(keep on grinding) at a runners pace -
keep a toothbrush at her place
i dont need a mil i just wanna get a taste 
1 17
and i just want the whole damn thang
i can rap but i cant sang
im in space, drinking, tang
kick it like im like liu kang
young mike in the flu game
i might drop 40 

i might drop 40, i might drop 50
leave the town to hit the city
osr them boys is with me
all the seats loaded,
osr we cheat coded 
throw them Os up
let em know whats up

143
went from t bones to baked beans
24s to 18s, fantasy to bad dreams
this aint what it seems
i just wanna get that green
pull up in something never seen
cover of a magazine, (frozen, chosen)

do it for the team
and i do with the team
do it for the team
and yeah i do with the team
with the team yeah
with the team yeah
do it for the team with the team

oh shit where the cash at
oh shit where the stash at
faded in the whip about to crash that
nah fuck that, ash it pass that
let me hit it, like a 3
in the corner, steph curry
robert horry, this shit boring, elon musk
in young mike we trust
global warming, dont discuss it
iraq war aint we ain had that budget
love it
mullet




3rd verse:
( posing neck frozen)

tryna get on, but i cant get a day off
got loans i cant never seem to pay off

suit dirty hit the cleaner, 





every day i wake up
get the cake up (betty crocker)

30 bricks on me
pick ya face up

i dont want nothing fake huh
i dont  one that be that fake huh huh
i dont keep it with no fakes huh
i dont never show my face huh
i might put you in yo place huh
i dont want nothing fake huh
dead presidents face in my pocket
dead presidents face in my pocket
dead presidents face in my pocket


i dont fuck with no fake 
get that shit up my face




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