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Get Mike C Famous by Mike Cog Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2017

[Verse 1]
I'm tryna get famous
I'm tryna get famous
So imma drop music like felly with flavors
Im keeping it straight with my homies from Davis
Hop on the train before it's leaving the station
I'm tryna get faded
I'm tryna get fucked up and see this girl naked
Aye
And i got no patience
2 fingers up so you get what i'm saying
My shit is so loud that it smells through the mason
When i get rich take my mom on vacation
This music straight stupid leaving you brainless
Young and i'm dump with a high expectation
Going to work for that payment i'm chasing
Yung mike c killing weed fragrence
Walking round town with my eyes like an asian

[Bridge]
Aye mike way lost
Said his case severe
As of senior year i saw some fake friends go an disappear
I got similar views as a mountaineer
A bad decision made me volunteer
I'm really feeling myself, maybe you should steer
Yeah baby you should steer
I told you- told you i wouldn't get fucked up
Yellin at me like "mike you got fucked up"
I mean really so what bruh?
Feeling myself i just wish you would shut up
I change up my spit now cuz i got some rythm
Told iceman to send me some beats imma kill-em
Bitch i'm still chasing that feeling
Thinking bout life an get lost in my ceeling
[Verse 2]
I spit till the bass hit
And i, sip till i'm painless
I already told you i'm tryna get faded
This girl hit my line said she tryna do same shit
Sip on the bottle, ash blunt on the pavment
2 fingers up if you feel what i'm sayin
Aye
I don't need saving
Remember these words "yung mike c gone make it"
Last time you hit me up we talking never
Bitch you gone right me off? fine ill do better
I walk with my mom out the detention center
She disappointed say "mike you know better"
I told her "i got it no repeat offender"
It's fucked up how people change up like the weather
Aye fuck it whatever, man these just my thoughts in September

[Bridge]
Enough of the talk
Can i proceed?
No turn that shit down mike i'm trying to sleep
Wait this the best part i need you to listen
Shut the fuck up yo! you bouta miss it!

[Verse 3]
You can't deny, that i'm improving
I go my own speed- fast life i'm choosing
Game green, real nice cruizing
With the same homies that got my rap shit moving
My rap talk is fluent
I got zero worries the weed plant is blooming
Sense when do you care what i'm doing?
My problems go bye-bye with what i'm consuming
If i take another then imma start puking
Cops at the door yo we better get moving
Bitch i'm on top with the roofing
Even from up here i feel myself booming