Playlist Mike Will Made It

mike will made it - buy the world

Hey hey hey, na na na
Tell me, what you think we hustle for?
I just wanna buy the world
Do the impossible
Sing it with me now, na na na
What you think we out here working' for?
I just wanna buy the world
Do the impossible
Hey hey hey

Bought a Benz for my baddest bitch
And let my niggas drive that motherfucker
I swear that court won't commendamize a motherfucker
Pray for us cause we be in and out that mothafucker
Lord, help us Lord, my bitch is beautiful, Helen of Troy
Just like assume I get ass from a star
I flip the script when they cast for the part
You ain't talking to me if you ain't talking money
My nigga, strength in numbers
And I'm number one like my muscles got bigger
Like my puzzles got figured
I spoil my kids, they so stubborn, my nigga
This is how shit is supposed to be, dawg
Rollie on my wrist and around my neck
I got a chain of command and a food chain on
Shoutout my dog lookin' at the four walls
Shoutout Candace for acceptin' my calls
Impossible ain't impossible at all
Tunechi

Hey hey hey, na na na
Tell me, what you think we hustle for?
I just wanna buy the world
Do the impossible
Sing it with me now, na na na
What you think we out here working' for?
I just wanna buy the world
Do the impossible
Hey hey hey

Nigga do that shit, nigga done that shit
Nigga any problem bet I overcome that shit
Twenty gold bottles I'm a drink on that shit
Twenty songs that I'm on number one that shit
My name gon' ring and my team gon' win
I shot a nigga once and I'd do that shit again
Put your hands on a Bible stealing candy at a store
To a black homicidal it's the same damn sin
Drop down, give me three points ho
K. Dot, give it to it how you want ho
I'm a show you what this West side about
I'm a pull up in a 'Rari at your grandmama's house, hey now
She got a nigga name in her mouth, hey now
T-O to M-O to ammo, I mean
My MO is zero, see commas, I promise
Go tell your mama this dick ain't for free
This dick ain't, this dick ain't
This dick ain't, this dick ain't
This dick ain't for free
Touch that, I need cash back, transaction
I bust back in a all black Grand National
Hoodrats in the project if you ask 'em
They wanna buy the world, 10 racks on they taxes
Holiday cheers, tell 'em get checks with a bottle to the neck
Get it how you live it

Hey hey hey, na na na
Tell me, what you think we hustle for?
I just wanna buy the world
Do the impossible
Sing it with me now, na na na
What you think we out here working' for?
I just wanna buy the world
Do the impossible
Hey hey hey

I say hol up (hey!)
I just wanna ball like them grown ups (hey!)
Tell em catch me if they can
I switch gears then switch lanes
You know just what my mind's on these days
Keep singin' with me

I say hol up (hey!)
I just wanna ball like them grown ups (hey!)
Tell em catch me if they can
I switch gears then switch lanes
You know just what my mind's on these days
Keep singin' with me

mike will made it - california rari

Young Thug, Future, Problem
Young Thug, Future, Problem
Ey man I just went to the ice bar and got me a pair of mothafucking uh... Ten thousand on the bracelets for my ears

California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari new president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty

Where is my money? Pullin up gunnin
Automatic tommies, stomaches
I don't mash out with' nothing, 4 5 on 11
I got birds and they nestin (Gurr)
Slime like reverend, [?]
I'm goin' in-, fluence
If she don't got class, that's truancy
My Vv's are yellow, like Urine
I smoke me a blunt to the head, in bed, eat it
Ridin' lil bitch like a bike, propelling her pedals
Diamonds and [?] my ice so heavy, I been leavin' em dead
Diamonds on this niggas wrist and his ears and they got to be get
I don't give no fuck 'bout you little bitches, feel like you're dead
Bought me a coupe and I pulled the roof and I pulled off and I sped

California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari new president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty

To close to the money, my ice in the gutter
Fuck the fellony, I beat the charges
See me in a truck it's Maserati, all my passion is reachin' the masses
All this cash is right under my matress
I go smashin' all over the atlas, I go splashin right up with the action
All these bullets wrapped up in some plastic
30 Shots hold it right in the ratchet
All my mans are straight up and savage and shit
Sleep on fendi, I play with the badest
Easy money, these cars and these hoes and lights they be flashing
It's causing the madness
Come straight to my crib with no panties
She tryna be down with a bandage
For these bands I'm a take full advantage
When I up, I whip panoramic
Fuck the motive, just pass me a xanax
You just left me alone and abandoned
Shoulda known I was causing some damage
Al Capone I jump right in a Phantom
Had your mama on crack cause of service
I'm just living my life with a burden, I hop in a spur and I'm closing the curtain
As I look right in your eyes and you down in your soul I can tell that you hurting
You want the [?] you want soft you want hard you want kush you want molly that's perfect
Ricky-Ricky-Ricky James
Got a vicky made of change
Started grinding harder than I ever did before and then I got the fame

California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari like the president
California Rari new president
California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty

[?]

What?

mike will made it - change

I just wanna change, you just wanna change
When that money came, all these hoes just changed
Talkin' 'bout 4 range, pulled up in them things
Seein' on them thangs, blowin' out the brains
I just want some change, that new Mulsanne
And the window wings, Alexander Wang
Bitch I'm Charlie Sheen, bitch I got the game
I just want some change, hey you wanted change

I just made my lane, I just lost my brains
[?] lost the brains, I just caught a diamond
Give my jewel a shinin', I'm just kickin' flavor
I ain't even rhymin', this watch an Ot
I can't tell no time and
Then I got us the stuff, I'm like, "Fuck nigga, what? "
Nigga tellin' me that he gon' go to the trunk
He ain't got no time, I already got mine
Once he turn his back, put holes in his spine
But that bitch nigga turn up
But that bitch nigga turned up
And never get [?] in my cup
40 took on me, I've been goin' through some changes
Tell me to drop my tool, don't know my situation

I just wanna change, you just wanna change
When that money came, all these hoes just changed
Talkin' 'bout 4 range, pulled up in them things
Seein' on them thangs, blowin' out the brains
I just want some change, that new Mulsanne
And the window wings, Alexander Wang
Bitch I'm Charlie Sheen, bitch I got the game
I just want some change, hey you wanted change

Measure up [?]
Porsche, put in the stable
Power moves at the table
Paid the cost to be the boss
Ben Franks, you see me tossin'
Split the check just like an offerin'
Family members passed away
Shit changin' every day
Kickin' doors and sellin' caine
What it take to make a change?
Put a price up on your head
Nigga you just worth some change
Used to sleep up on the floor
I ain't have no fuckin' change
Now the crib so big
Find me on the other wing
[?] where I started
Some changes I made was the hardest
Think I'm weak? Lil bitch I've been the hardest
Drownin' in dirt, gave a nigga a polish
Was a dealer slangin' narcotics
My cheese green, not cottage
Shouts out to me, not the stylist
I dress myself, I'm the proudest

Now listen I'm too real
Can't change on nobody
She got them ass shots
Spend change on her body

I just wanna change, you just wanna change
When that money came, all these hoes just changed
Talkin' 'bout 4 range, pulled up in them things
Seein' on them thangs, blowin' out the brains
I just want some change, that new Mulsanne
And the window wings, Alexander Wang
Bitch I'm Charlie Sheen, bitch I got the game
I just want some change, hey you wanted change

mike will made it - choppin 039 blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

What's up Uncle Charles
I can shop on Mars
I can play guitar
Been ballin' with the stars
Jody Highroller
Anything can happen
Yokohama tires
And your rims neon plastic
Ballin' so hard
Might wheel when I jay-walk
Shoot jumpers in Atlanta
Figured I was kin to Mookie Blaylock
600 with the kid, ballin on you and your fucking bitch
I can flip Ferrari with diamonds on my fucking wrist
Go into hiatus
Smoke weed up out of papers
Balling like the Lakers
Versace touch the pavement
Sandals touch the sand
Rocks up on my hand
I can sell oil
Like Afghanistan

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

On my gators
I can Walter Peyton
As-salamu alaykum
I can eat bacon
I can sink a ship
Balling like Wilt
Ya'll know who that is
Got more gold
Than Rumpelstilts'
Locking out them bars
Chains in my cars
While I'm out to bars
Got the syrup in my drawers
Don't be alarmed
In my heart is popsicle
I'm flipping candy pickle
And my car is candy nickel

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

[Slim Jimmy:]
Diamonds integrated
KK must hate me
Did the fuckin' Matrix
When she tried to be my baby
Bitch had me mistaken
Bitch don't scratch my Dayton's!
Thanks to Mr. Franklin
We don't eat top ramens
My bitch from the Cayman's
Kill shit when I came in
Lookin' at the map
I'm tryin' to find a place I ain't been
Lookin' at the list ain't not one ho that I can't hit
This car knows every language
I'm choppin' up the pavement!
Choppin' up these bars
Cut just like tar
Flip double seven, I went hard up in the yard
Ballin out the gym, and I'm burning guard
Whip making plays, now I'm with the all stars
[?]
Can we get a glimpse
Chilling with these boppers
And they wanna french kiss
In today's craze
You can ride the wave
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades

mike will made it - dcyoungfly speaks

Man, Mike, boy I had to call you
I'm sittin' hear eatin' a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch,
boy, this Ransom tape, boy, this shit bussin', boy!
What the fuck!? Why you ain't been called me told me you
had this shit 'bout to blow up bruh?
Why am I over here listenin' to this shit day in and day
out, boy I'm talkin' about even when I take a shit, boy
I'm talkin' about when I walk the dog, nigga
I'm talkin' about everything, nigga, even before I go to church
Boy this shit is bussin', boy! You need to call my phone
back when this message, boy, fuck you mean,
I'm a put your ass on Instagram, nigga

mike will made it - drinks on us

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Everybody wanna know where you got your stuff
And you say "Man, I got the muthafuckin plug"
Everybody sayin', "Aye where you get that from?
[?] coolin' every time you're in the club

[Hook: Swae Lee]
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us

[Post-Hook: Swae Lee]
If you wanna hang out with the gangstas, y'all go 'head
I'm just gonna count a little mothafuckin' bread
If y'all wanna slither with the snakes then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off on your bitch but she ain't loyal
Nothin' but love for you niggas ridin' with no tint
Granny told 'em 5 digits make these hoes repent
Popped a couple pills, I feel like Johnny Mad Dog
I lost a couple friends, I'm tryna get these bands, dog
You know we in this bitch, we throwin' up them grands, y'all
And once we hit the club we 'bout to go so ham, y'all
My comrades want them mils, my comrades want them millions
My comrades want the bills, my comrades want them billions
My comrades want the tri, my comrades want them trillions
Yeah we want more than racks, my comrades want them illions

[Pre-Hook: Swae Lee]
Been droopin', you ain't ever goin' up
Every time you hit the club, you always fuck it up

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Future]
Say my, say my, say my name
Twitchin' bitches and I'm switchin' lanes
When they call last shot for alcohol
I just wanna take my last drink
I just wanna sip some clean purp
Hit the car lot and just made a purchase
I just realized that I am a star
Cruisin' my coupe up the boulevard
None of my pictures are watermarked
Got more water than a waterboard
[?] draped me up. [?]
Yellow bone suck my nuts, [?]
[?]
Papi Chulo, I'ma get it poppin'
Got some red bottoms on a hotty thotty
Put them heels [?] knew karate
I just came in like a kamikaze
I just walk 'round like a zombie, daddy
I don't like bein' in paddy wagons
So no remorse, I'm about the fetti
Had a few horses come by the telly
Eating each other, they get some credit
Got commas on commas, I'm really ready
I'm really 'bout to pour up on a jet
I would never mention niggas names
?[] never did exist
Never ever been a thread
These niggas never get enough attention
I just put the bitch on punishment
I've been hangin' where the money been
I don't know what type of love is this
Can you tell me where my dogs at?
Put a hollow in your ball cap
What type of nigga you call that?
When I hang up on you, never call back
I'm a money counter, count my own money

[Pre-Hook] + [Hook] + [Post-Hook]

mike will made it - drinks on us

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Everybody wanna know where you got your stuff
And you say "Man, I got the muthafuckin plug"
Everybody sayin', "Aye where you get that from?
[?] coolin' every time you're in the club

[Hook: Swae Lee]
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If y'all wanna go to the bar, drinks on us

[Post-Hook: Swae Lee]
If you wanna hang out with the gangstas, y'all go 'head
I'm just gonna count a little mothafuckin' bread
If y'all wanna slither with the snakes then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off on your bitch but she ain't loyal
Nothin' but love for you niggas ridin' with no tint
Granny told 'em 5 digits make these hoes repent
Popped a couple pills, I feel like Johnny Mad Dog
I lost a couple friends, I'm tryna get these bands, dog
You know we in this bitch, we throwin' up them grands, y'all
And once we hit the club we 'bout to go so ham, y'all
My comrades want them mils, my comrades want them millions
My comrades want the bills, my comrades want them billions
My comrades want the tri, my comrades want them trillions
Yeah we want more than racks, my comrades want them illions

[Pre-Hook: Swae Lee]
Been droopin', you ain't ever goin' up
Every time you hit the club, you always fuck it up

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Future]
Say my, say my, say my name
Twitchin' bitches and I'm switchin' lanes
When they call last shot for alcohol
I just wanna take my last drink
I just wanna sip some clean purp
Hit the car lot and just made a purchase
I just realized that I am a star
Cruisin' my coupe up the boulevard
None of my pictures are watermarked
Got more water than a waterboard
[?] draped me up. [?]
Yellow bone suck my nuts, [?]
[?]
Papi Chulo, I'ma get it poppin'
Got some red bottoms on a hotty thotty
Put them heels [?] knew karate
I just came in like a kamikaze
I just walk 'round like a zombie, daddy
I don't like bein' in paddy wagons
So no remorse, I'm about the fetti
Had a few horses come by the telly
Eating each other, they get some credit
Got commas on commas, I'm really ready
I'm really 'bout to pour up on a jet
I would never mention niggas names
?[] never did exist
Never ever been a thread
These niggas never get enough attention
I just put the bitch on punishment
I've been hangin' where the money been
I don't know what type of love is this
Can you tell me where my dogs at?
Put a hollow in your ball cap
What type of nigga you call that?
When I hang up on you, never call back
I'm a money counter, count my own money

[Pre-Hook] + [Hook] + [Post-Hook]

mike will made it - faded

Yeah, yeah
I feel you
You can't underestimate me
Future Hendrix
Stunna man what it do now?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mike Will Made It

Even I look at my diamonds
Sometimes and kiss 'em
That's why my ex, my ex, and I don't miss her
The way she acting right now
I should have pimped her
Throwing shots of liquor on my level my nigga
Even my niggas know I love her my nigga
And ain't no love for you hoes, you hoes crazy
And we ain't never gon' fold

We stay faded
Yeah, we stay faded

Ain't no water running down my eyes
Ain't no love for the other side
The way these diamonds twinkle all in your eye ball
I know I should have been a crime dog by law
And most of these fake niggas
They done fell off
I'm raising the stakes, nigga
And I'm well off
I'm counting that cake
Trimming my nail off
And when times is hard
I move a bell off
And when I'm whipping them lanes
I'm in that new spur
All you niggas some lames
Softer than new fur
Congratulations to niggas like me dog
Get money, get money and I don't see y'all
I don't see flaw, I don't see flaw

Even I look at my diamonds
Sometimes and kiss 'em
That's why my ex, my ex, and I didn't miss her
The way she acting right now
I should have pimped her
Throwing shots of liquor on my level my nigga
Even my niggas know I love her my nigga
And ain't no love for you hoes, you hoes crazy
And we ain't never gon' fold

We stay faded
Yeah, we stay faded

You waking up and you're living your dreams nigga
I'm getting crazy money with these New Orleans niggas
And only God can judge a nigga holding on the hammer
I could've fucked her from the start
And put her on the camera
I kept it hustler with you bitches
Kept it real hustler
You fuckin' with a gutter nigga
So you will suffer
Helicopter flying over your head
We chop it up
We live the life that need
I rock the cars that you never can drive
We fuck the baddest bitches money can buy
Ain't no love lost, ain't no love gained
This a young real nigga
Real pain

Even I look at my diamonds
Sometimes and kiss 'em
That's why my ex, my ex, and I don't miss her
The way she acting right now
I should have pimped her
Throwing shots of liquor on my level my nigga
Even my niggas know I love her my nigga
And ain't no love for you hoes, you hoes crazy
And we ain't never gon' fold

We stay faded
Yeah, we stay faded

mike will made it - fuck u expect

[Intro]
Fuck you expect
Fuck you expect
Fuck you expect

[Verse: Jace]
Ballin' in this bitch like Kobe
Syrup in my cup like Jody
Watch, I'ma get me a Rollie
This so much coke, I'ma OD
Prolly shouldn't be sippin' codeine
Past two weeks I've been rolling
Might call the shooters, if a problem, we can do it
But you know you don't know me
One, two times for the lean sippers
Three, four times for the coke dealers
Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine times
For the youngin's that be doin' that dope, nigga
If you don't like me you a broke nigga
I can tell, I can tell, I can tell
My pockets got racks and they swell
Love Jesus but I give 'em Hell
Everywhere I go I'm a suspect
Me and your baby mama ain't fuck yet
But it's early as shit so man don't trip
Still stuntin' and I ain't even done yet

[Hook: Jace]
Got the whole gang here
So you know where your ho's at
Money clean like laundry
And I can't even fold it
Fuck you expect?
What the fuck you expect?
I just got me a check
What the fuck you expect?
What the fuck you expect?
What the fuck you expect?
I just got me a check
I came to flex, what the fuck you expect?
What the fuck you expect?
The fuck you expect?
I just got me a check
I came to flex, what the fuck you expect?

mike will made it - game for a lame

[Hook] x4
I got game for a lame
I got game for a lame
I got game for a lame
I got game for a lame

[Verse 1]
I'm finally at that light, my life flash 'fore my eyes
Is this what they talkin' 'bout? One day you'll lose your pride
Decisions to be made and I'm runnin' out of time
And if this deja vu, rewind me to the time
I'm in the kitchen workin' two blocks, worked my way to two pots
The streets done got too hot
It's time to find a new spot
I'm finally at that light
I'm finally at that light
You should get a name in the game for the money and the fame
Don't chase 'em, replace 'em, when pimpin' begin, friendship end
Record hater, 600 Benz
Rollie, Rollie, sauced up
Piped up, fuck your bitch life up
Styrofoam, lean, lean
Eat the family, oooh wee
Game 'fore a lame bitch breathe

[Hook] x4

[Verse 2]
I got game for a lame, pussy you a lame
I know you ain't gettin' it, I know you just playin'
I'm up in here loaded, all my niggas smokin'
All these hoes freaky, fuck 'em then we throw them
I'm gettin' money for real, ballin' with no deal
Lean we pop, sell, and we [?] sale
Bags and forreal, I'll work you a deal
You can get it here, and my roof is clear
You know how I'm gettin' it, flip it then I spend it
Re-up and then unload, you know my shop is up
Know I'm always gettin' it, yeah the trap is rollin'
Game for a lame, finessed him out every token

[Hook] x4

mike will made it - hasta lauego

My niggas gon' ride for me, they'll do whatever I say so
Sexy girl ain't have no work
So I put her ass on my payroll
Ridin' 'round on that monster truck
Strapped up with this draco
I ain't really wanna fuck with her, hasta luego
Hasta luego, hasta luego
Hasta luego, hasta luego
Hasta luego, hasta luego
Hasta luego, hasta luego

I see you lady if you habla español
Shawty was mine ever since she can't go no more
Go with the misses
But no more cause I'm not your señor
Why you trick me? I would've thought I was in love
Love, love, love, love
Feelin' like tlc, I'm no scrub
Scrub, scrub, scrub, scrub
Never riding in my partners car, I own all my own shit
I still fuck with all of my exes, I'm never lonely
They got questions so I invest it into my own shit
I won't ever exit, I swear that I'll keep on goin' in
I swear I left 'em breathless, I'm infamous [?]
Now I need 40 plus extra for another show again
Plus you little whores, you keep textin'
She want some more of this
I don't wanna look at it nigga if I can't afford it
If she say she do not suck dick, boy I swear she borin'
Lay her on her back
Then after that might let my boys hit
I made that bitch mad and my messages she's ignorin'
She actin' like she want it
But she don't want it because she know

My niggas gon' ride for me, they'll do whatever I say so
Sexy girl ain't have no work
So I put her ass on my payroll
Ridin' 'round on that monster truck
Strapped up with this draco
I ain't really wanna fuck with her, hasta luego
Hasta luego, hasta luego
Hasta luego, hasta luego
Hasta luego, hasta luego
Hasta luego, hasta luego

mike will made it - in my hands

[Hook: Quavo]
Put the birds on a scale, it do a backflip
Put that money in the street, it do a cartwheel
And my nigga keep them drums lookin' like a ferris wheel
Got you lookin' down the barrel of my stainless steel
Got your life in my hands, over a hundred bands
Got your life in my hands, over a hundred bands
Got your life in my hands, over a hundred bands
Got your life in my hands, over a hundred bands

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Your life in my hands for playin' with my bands
You play with my money, I chop off your hands
My niggas be trappin', they trappin', they sellin'
The molly, the gas I can't stand
I'm prayin' tonight the enemy stay out of sight
I'm kickin' and whippin' and trappin' the white
The birds, they're flyin' and singin' like Brian McKnight
Hunnit bands on your head, I'll take your life
Young rich nigga, pockets on Kelly Price
Feel like Bill Clinton, Versace linen
I'm packin' the F&N, see snakes in the trenches
[?] in the bando
Put the laser beam on my sniper rifle, I see fuck niggas in camo
Hunnit bands on your head, my nigga, I feel like you're disloyal
Heard he got them truckloads, I took it and put it in the water

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Forgiatos on my Murcielago
Beat that pot like [?]
Walkin' around with that sack
I play with them racks, call me Wells Fargo
Yellow diamond, that canary
Sell jawbreakers, Ed, Edd and Eddy
Pullin' up on Masta P, but I got the hookup
Leanin', my fella is shook up
Takeoff, they call me NASA
Ye ain't even know I own Delta
I'm beatin' the pot, Mayweather
Pockets on fat, call me Nutty Professor
And I got your life in my hands
The block so hot it need a fan
Gotta keep a gold F&N
Stainless steel all in my pants
You play with my money, my nigga, they'll pull out that Tommy
And take it from Clyde and [?]
The trap trampoline, it's jumpin'
Young nigga, I came from nothin' to somethin'
Now takin' them trips to Bahamas
The molly is bitin', Piranha
I'm smokin' in [?], my nigga
The animals come from the jungle

[Hook]

mike will made it - intro

I always wanted to stunt so hard
I always wanted to ride that whip
I always wanted to fuck that bitch
Thank you God, I fucked that bitch
I always wanted to live this life
I always wanted to wear that ice
I always wanted paradise
I always wanted paradise

Look, now it don't take a lot to make you rich
I'm addicted to a lot of crazy shit
Man, I feel like money is the best drug
Sometimes, hate can be the best love

Walkin' in like I got cameras on me
Niggas can't control me, ain't no handles on me
Shit don't get out of hand, it get handled, homie
Got a pretty young girl look like Janet on me
She a pretty penny and she know I'm doing numbers
Till we crash up the whole database
I bring it home like I'm base to base to base
Closet lookin' like Planet of the Bathing Apes
What you think this life just landed on me?
My whole city look like it's abandoned, homie
And we came straight out of those abandoned homies
Every wish we ever had got granted, homie
And I'll never take that shit for granted
Even when the marble floor and counter top is all granite
Back before I got paid any advances
Back when my rollie was ticking, no dancing
Nigga, never did I slip or I panic
Even if I was the captain of Titanic
Riding through the north Atlantic, homie
I never jumped crew or abandoned, homie
All the fruits of my labor organic, homie
Making sure my family tree got hammocks on it
And a good guy can change, 'specially if he short-changed
So fuck is my ransom, homie?

Money bag, money bag, money bag
Straight up, Finally Famous, nigga
I always wanted paradise

mike will made it - money long

[Hook]
How you wrong but your money long?
How you wrong but your money long?
Ye ain't wrong if the money long
How you wrong when your money long?
If your money long, how a nigga wrong?
Ye ain't wrong when your money long
How you wrong but your money long?
Ye ain't wrong if your money long

[Verse 1]
I just fucked a nigga's bitch and I left her in a ditch
She was really on my [?] but the bitch wouldn't listen
Listen, all my niggas inmates
All my niggas menace, all my niggas ready for the [?]
I'ma keep the peace, I'ma get you killed later
Niggas pocket watchin' but it ain't no calculation
Niggas speculatin', bitches speculatin'
I just want relations with your old lady
If you gettin' money, you ain't wrong, okay
Take another nigga's bitch and put her in your fuckin' home, okay
Take your other wrist and put some ice up on that shit, okay
Ye ain't wrong, ye ain't wrong, ye ain't wrong, ye ain't wrong, okay

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Know word on the street gotta be street
Fuck you, bitch, I'm in love with me
Just got a bag, I'ma spend it on my own
And she just got mad so I left her on her own
How you mad when another nigga bitch on your arm?
How you wrong when your money so long?
Money in my hand, while your palm still itchin'
She only call my phone when her nigga start bitchin'
[?]
Oh lord I'ma need me a witness
[?] in the telly, in her mouth like a dentist
I love my dog, nigga, fuck these bitches
She love me, dog, you can fuck my niggas
She love you dog, she just get you richer
I'm just tryna see the bigger picture
I'm just tryna see the bigger picture
She can make you Paul George leg
I'ma have to grip her like a spare
I'ma have to treat her like a kid
Mac11 got a few kids
Pitt, over there it's a pitt
Over there, everywhere I'm at it's a pitt right there
Pitt over there, it's a pitt over there
Everywhere I'm at it's a pitt right there

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I just bought a nigga's bitch, I ain't use Craigslist
I just showed her my wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
Niggas try to pull rich just to get this
If you ask about the wrist I'ma have to tell you this
I'm so [?], free [?]
We got hella bands, boy you wish you could
Boy I wish you would, bands a make you die
Ooh, sit back, count booku
Ooh, it's all I do
Ooh, they want this money
Ooh, I'ma tell the truth
Shit, gotta work real, real, real hard
And can stack that money, you can tell that bitch like...

[Hook]

mike will made it - nothing is promised

Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit certain, ain't none of this certain
Ain't none of us perfect, I hope it was worth it

Shoppin' in Paris
We gon' go shoppin' in Paris, nigga
They can't even compare us
They can't even compare us, we're rarer' than niggas
Rarer' than niggas
I never did mention that she ain't comin'
That shit ain't common'
We swimmin' in money, we drownin' in hundreds
I keep a duffle bag on me like Tity Boi and Dolla
Bruh we ain't takin' that weed, oh no
And if they don't love me, fuck whatcha talkin' 'bout
I'm in love with the cash, I put that on my mama and father

Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit certain, ain't none of this certain
Ain't none of us perfect, I hope it was worth it

Goin' to France
We gon' vacation in France, nigga
Advanced niggas
Can't nobody stop me, I'm past niggas
I'm past my limit
I'm drunk and I'm blowin' a whole lot of gas, nigga
Ten million in cash
Put up in a stash, it's under my mattress
I put the money in the ground like my nigga Frank Luke
Got a turbo Porsche and I don't even move it
I'm back on the green, it's so hard not to use it
I'm continuously winnin', my nigga, I can't see me losin'

Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit certain, ain't none of this certain
Ain't none of us perfect, I hope it was worth it

Ain't none of this promised, ain't none of this promised
Ain't nothin' in life guaranteed, put that on my mama
Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this
Ain't none of it promised
Ain't none of this certain, not even one of us perfect
Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this
Ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this
Ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this
Ain't none of it promised
Ain't none of this shit, none of this shit, none of this
Ain't none of it promised
I love you, money, I love you, money
I'ma never put a nigga above this money
I'ma wake up and just hug this money
Yeah, yeah

Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this
Ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this
Ain't none of this promised
Ain't none of this shit promised, ain't none of this
Ain't none of it promised
Ain't none of this shit, none of this shit, none of this
Ain't none of it promised

mike will made it