Yo
Money first then my eyes close
From a good yute to a psycho
I’m that nigga that they rate on the mic tho
But they hate on the roads nigga try know
This my letter to the roads
Been a mad time but soon I got to go
Started off hood rapping with the bros
So I’m still baffed when I’m getting money for a show
Banged a lot of niggas in their face
I did 2 bill moves then put Gucci on my waist
Now I got P’s for a crib and a Range
So I’m thinking in my head “Whens a nigga gonna change?”
It cool tho, take it in my [?]
If I don’t blow then Terry from the 9 will
Even when I finish with this road ting
Violate me and you still will get a poking
‘Cause I can’t help the way my mind changes
One day you goin’ see me in the front pages
Hope you don’t see me for the wrong reasons
Tryin’ to have a 100 mill when I’m not dreaming
A lot of niggas want to take my life
Need to make a choice either fight or flight
You already know nigga, I’ma ride
People goin’ still say my name if I’m not alive
[?]
If I love you then trust me I’m the nicest
If I know you got the belly then your boys Peaking
Then I watch crime watch with my heart beating
Live a bad life but I polish it
Still got my Cartier through the politics
Big shanks, big [?]
I get money everyday I ain’t stopping it
C’mon

And I’ll be what he needs me to be…. This classist crap that I’m around surrounds me! It´s not just a ring, It means I’ll get married and have many kids! Guess what´s this diamond? You´ll be in love of all the times those idiots stare at me like that, And you´ll presume I’m the hottest accessory around you, and you won’t care! Cause I’m so lovely and you don´t care if I am boring! And I don´t care if this classist crap that I’m around surrounds me! Like all the girls I see in all the magazines with out a single atom of “Identity “around me and he won´t care! Love is based on what my eyes can find… He gives me protection, stability I guess… He´ll buy all my dreams and I’ll be who HE NEEDS ME TO BE! He´ll buy all my dreams! Cause no one cares!!! He gives me protection, stability I guess… We will live in a castle with fancy horses and SHIT! I really don´t mind if I justify my empty ideals all my life… No complications, no several points of view. Cause you afford me! And I don´t care if this classist crap that I’m around surrounds me! Cause he affords me!

[Refrain]
Bah ouais, comme d’hab
On fait d’la chefrai dans la zik, dans le sport, dans la mala sah
On a les idées claires mais nos méthodes sont trop bressom sah
Le bout du monde on l’verra p’t’être un jour
Les temps sont durs gros j’passerais pas mon tour
[Couplet 1]
Rien n’change on vit la même chose qu’nos grands frère
On répète les mêmes conneries putain d’sa mère
J’suis dans les airs j’envoie 3,4,5,6 rafales
J’prépare l’terrain quand j’vais m’sépo c’est que du sale
Pour tous mes chacals
A l’instinct animal
[Refrain]
Bah ouais, comme d’hab
On fait d’la chefrai dans la zik, dans le sport, dans la mala sah
On a les idées claires mais nos méthodes sont trop bressom sah
Le bout du monde on l’verra p’t’être un jour
Les temps sont durs gros j’passerais pas mon tour
[Couplet 2]
Si la street m’aime c’est que j’aime la street
Si les keufs m’hagar c’est qu’j’suis pas un indic
J’ai pas posé ils sont déjà paniqués
J’les ai déjà toutes ken avant même d’les liker
Pour tous mes chacals
A l’instinct animal
[Refrain]
Bah ouais, comme d’hab
On fait d’la chefrai dans la zik, dans le sport, dans la mala sah
On a les idées claires mais nos méthodes sont trop bressom sah
Le bout du monde on l’verra p’t’être un jour
Les temps sont durs gros j’passerais pas mon tour

Just know that I’mma tell the truth
And no I won’t stop
I started at the bottom
Now I’m ready for the top
(Verse 3)
And I’ma put my city on the map
Whether they like it or not
I’m bringing the essence back
See, I’m writing the plot
To the story of my life
Put me in the best spot
Sketching out my blueprint
I ain’t talking S. (Verse 1)
They wanna know who
Is this young, new
Rapper on the scene
Swagger a little dapper
Maybe different than you’ve seen
Hopefully you’ll read his chapters
Just to figure what he means
This God given talent, see
I got it in my genes
Like thread up on the pocket
That you sew into the seams
But never match the outfit
Of the masses
So it seems
I’m so left field
And I ain’t even talking baseball
But I’m here to take all
Got bets
Place all
Can’t lose when you messing with a dude
With this much ambition
I’m up, man listen
Why do I stand out most in a peer meeting
Cuz my quotes meet quotas
Most my peers ain’t meting
I’m confident in that
If the haters wanna chat
Tell ’em that they can bring it on
No cheerleading
My premonition is that
What they missing in rap
Is spitting the facts
These lines will have listening back
In fact
(Chorus)
They keep asking if I’m ready for the game
Ready to be a star
With the money and the fame
And no matter where you are
Everybody knows your name
I’m looking right at ‘em
Asking the same
Are y’all ready for me? Just know that I’mma tell the truth
And no I won’t stop
I started at the bottom
Now I’m ready for the top Are y’all ready for me? Jacob
But I don’t need a chain
I drop this knowledge on ‘em
Let the words make it rain
As I take over the reigns
In the city that I claim
Ever since Prince left
They’ve been looking for a king
(Chorus)
They keep asking if I’m ready for the game
Ready to be a star
With the money and the fame
And no matter where you are
Everybody knows your name
I’m looking right at ‘em
Asking the same
Are y’all ready for me? Are y’all ready for me? Are y’all ready for me? Dot
Just the life and times
Of Mike Dreams
And my dream’s
For my scene
To go and shine like light beams
It might seem
That pie in the sky is kinda high
But if I spit this cold flow
For the cash
We’ll call it ice cream
Then make Alamode
I don’t rock ice creams
I don’t need designer clothes
To show ‘em what I mean
I am the freshest out
And if your dollars had sense
You would sense
I’d be the hottest investment out
Sorry Mr. Just know that I’mma tell the truth
And no I won’t stop
I started at the bottom
Now I’m ready for the top
(Verse 2)
These dudes wanna stunt hard
I ain’t trying to show off
Cuz all I see is negative
Turn the show off
They start in the right lane
But tend to go off
So that’s why when I write mayne
I tend to go off
Sincerity is missing
That’s probably why they dissing
When they smelling something different
That I’m mixing in the kitchen
Homey, I’m never pitching
All the money in the world
Couldn’t help you pay attention
I’m hoping you’ll listen
My mission’s to get a buzz
Like delivery boys
I’ve been working on my lyrics
And delivery boy
To birth life into this game
Like deliveries boy
Put myself in this position
I’m deliberately poised
To be the next up
Yes, yup
Till I am the best up
Best out
‘Member them days when I was stressed out
Watchin’ ‘em make moves
Feelin’ like I was left out
Now they better give respect out
(Chorus)
They keep asking if I’m ready for the game
Ready to be a star
With the money and the fame
And no matter where you are
Everybody knows your name
I’m looking right at ‘em
Asking the same
Are y’all ready for me?