Two Door
Mike
2:44We're loving in a world Of fantasy Slow put, your worried words cut me I'm in a rut, I'm always where the thugs be Don't give a fuck, all that talk is for my blood street She say it's love but she never trust me I make a run, just how I function in the front seat If you want me, shorty, keep it upbeat They talkin' tough but they frontin', won't confront me It's too much talk to make this money off of one scheme Who woulda thought I'd still be runnin' off the dumb dream? Another artist out the slums, I feel like Bun B I seen the darkness like the sun and seen suncreen I gave my heart another jump, it like that cut scene Thought I was talkin' to a plug but he like Jump Street My bro got Za and he got uppers for the club scene Know I'm the topic, I do numbers on the buzz scene Need that deposit, thank my brother when that stuff reach I find a pocket I'ma dump before that Bun B I can trash 'em, we gon' touch, what would cuss me I only dropped a prayer to the one above me It's no honor, my shooters to get ugly It's no honesty and truth inside this jugg thing I leave my heart up in the booth, they think I'm lucky I only dropped a prayer to the one above me It's no honor, my shooters to get ugly I find a pocket I'ma dump before that Bun B I can trash 'em, we gon' touch, what would cuss me I only dropped a prayer to the one above me It's no honor, my shooters to get ugly It's no honesty and truth inside this jugg thing I leave my heart up in the booth, they think I'm lucky I only dropped a prayer to the one above me It's no honor, my shooters to get ugly