mikey - Familypet, 93feetofsmoke

Got a lot of friends and she knows it

I said she want it then she can own it

I really respect the way that she moves it

She a queen, she ain’t even gotta prove it

I don’t fuck with the devil

I put that on my life

And I know God don’t ride for me

But I guess that’s alright

I got blood on my hands, yeah

But they still holding tight

Haven’t made it to Heaven

But girl, we got all night

Drop-drop-dropped to the floor

You’ll find me on the floor

Know that I want it, I’m haunted, of course

By that four-letter word

It’s a burden of sorts that stings me to the core

Yeah, my heart is your court

Yeah, girl you be the judge, my body’s the juror

Feel the heat of your words

Coming out of my pores, coming out of my pores

Got a lot of friends and she knows it

I said she want it then she can own it

I really respect the way that she moves it

She a queen, she ain’t even gotta prove it

Know your mother don’t like me

Bitch, I’m ballin' like Mikey

Pullin' up in my white tee

Got bloodstains on my Nikes

Girl, I think I’m falling for you

Girl, I think I’m all in for you

Girl, I think I’m falling for you

Girl, I think I’m all in for you

Know your mother don’t like me

Bitch, I’m ballin' like Mikey

Pullin' up in my white tee

Got bloodstains on my Nikes

Girl, I think I’m falling for you

Girl, I think I’m all in for you

Girl, I think I’m falling for you

Girl, I think I’m all in for you

If life’s so rough, why are you hitting my line up?

If bets are off, I line your chips up

We both don’t care, just leave it there

Know you keep the lights on when I’m not there

Why-why-why people don’t like me

You got every reason to bite me

Fold your roll and count a lot of

And keep it hidden underneath to hide things

Serenade my, alright

Black blood on my Nikes, all night

She said she wanna go to Para, alright

I’m just tryna find a reason

On my chest, on my chest

All this pressure, I can’t rest

On my chest, on my chest

All this pressure, I can’t rest

On my chest, on my chest

All this pressure, I can’t rest

On my chest, on my chest

All this pressure, I can’t rest

So, nope, you don’t like me

You got every reason to bite me

Fold your roll and count a lot of

And keep it hidden underneath to hide things

Say you don’t wanna see my parent, alright

Black blood on my Nikes, all night

She said she wanna go to Para, alright

I’m just tryna find a reason

On my chest, on my chest

All this pressure, I can’t rest (I can’t rest)

All this pressure, I can’t rest

Know your mother don’t like me

Bitch, I’m ballin' like Mikey

Pullin' up in my white tee

Got bloodstains on my Nikes

Girl, I think I’m falling for you

Girl, I think I’m all in for you

Girl, I think I’m falling for you

Girl, I think I’m all in for you

Know your mother don’t like me

Bitch, I’m ballin' like Mikey

Pullin' up in my white tee

Got bloodstains on my Nikes

Girl, I think I’m falling for you

Girl, I think I’m all in for you

Girl, I think I’m falling for you

Girl, I think I’m all in for you