All Hits - mike.

All hits, no misses, this is batting practice bitches

Tryna fall in love with life, I don’t need nobody else

It’s all hits, ah shit, I don’t need nobody help

Feels like everybody else tryna be somebody else

Oh no, oh no, that’s some shit I never felt

Bet you can’t afford a house but you got a Gucci belt

Oh no, oh, no, that’s some shit I never felt

Fuck being cool to you and you I’d rather be myself, yeah

Don’t tell me how bad you really want something

Just tell me how you plan to go and get it

And once you do then don’t forget why you started out

Sometimes you lose sight of where you headed

But now they only call when they want something

It ring and ring until they get the message

Brrrrr

Phone jumping like Vince

Brrrrr

They ain’t talking 'bout shit

Even if they set a pick I cannot switch

Way before I had a shot I couldn’t miss

Swish, ah, they ain’t got it like this, nah

You say you want something different but you in the same place

Going out every weekend just to see the same faces

Got your mind so local, cause you in the same state, I can’t stay

All hits, no misses, this is batting practice bitches

Tryna fall in love with life, I don’t need nobody else

It’s all hits, ah shit, I don’t need nobody help

Feels like everybody else tryna be somebody else

Oh no, oh no, that’s some shit I never felt

Bet you can’t afford a house but you got a Gucci belt

Oh no, oh, no, that’s some shit I never felt

Fuck being cool to you and you I’d rather be myself, yeah

Too much on my plate, I got more to eat

I cannot relate, connect accordingly

Nothing means more to me than loyalty

Gave you all of me and needed more of me, I’m more than me, but

You got caught in all the negatives, its on me

You had inhibitions when you drinking, poured the mourn on me

No matter who I see I swore that you are all I see

What the fuck was wrong with me

Let’s take a vacation for all of the days wasted

We’re getting weed, we do not mean things that we say faded

But you’ve been to strange places, deal with them strange faces

You and your friends, getting it in, and my mistake vacant

But then I found some things that I didn’t wanna

Now I gotta give it a minute, I’m sorry

Now I gotta go out and get it, I’m gonna

All hits, no misses, this is batting practice bitches

Tryna fall in love with life, I don’t need nobody else

It’s all hits, ah shit, I don’t need nobody help

Feels like everybody else tryna be somebody else

Oh no, oh no, that’s some shit I never felt

Bet you can’t afford a house but you got a Gucci belt

Oh no, oh, no, that’s some shit I never felt

Fuck being cool to you and you I’d rather be myself, yeah