Lyrics Mike Amiri - Lil Static

Put on my Mike Amiri jeans now

I put on Mike Amiri jeans
At like 17, I jumped right off the porch and then I hopped up in a beam
I'm with all of my brothas, and they gon' rock with me
Going straight to the top, in the search for finer things
I put on Mike Amiri jeans
At like 17, I jumped right off the porch and then I hopped up in a beam

He ain't my man's for real, if he ain't bout bands for real
I'm bout jumping off of stages into stands for real
Like can't you tell im ill, this shit right here so contagious
I been praying, I been praying for the day I make it
They say I been turning my back on people, I know they hate it
If you wasn't right here from the start you get no conversation
No need for conversating, no need in commentary
I've been a lone wolf all in the cold like February
Can't open up about my feelings, cuz it get real scary
They claiming that they been around, but it ain't many caring

I put on Mike Amiri jeans
At like 17, I jumped right off the porch and then I hopped up in a beam
I'm with all of my brothas, and they gon' rock with me
Going straight to the top, in the search for finer things

I was low way too many times, gotta stay afloat
I gave that bitch my heart, she broke it twice
But they don't know
About them times when I was dodging lies, from all the people who was claiming they was on my side, yeah
I could never believe nothing that you told me
Feel like speaker knockerz cause I did this shit here by my lonely
Now they sending offers, but they wasn't there when I was doley
I love all of my brothers, and I'll never put nun before 'em huh
(I'll never put nothing before 'em huh)
Ima ride for mines, I'm gon die for mines
If you try fucking with my team, then you might die tonight
I got a .45 on my side, that bitch like dynamite
You might wanna stay away, that bitch ain't came to play
My brodie got a .23, make you hit that fade away
Once he start bussin, then you gonna feel some major pain
No magic trick you disappear, I ain't talking David Blaine

I put on Mike Amiri jeans
At like 17, I jumped right off the porch and then I hopped up in a beam
I'm with all of my brothas, and they gon' rock with me
Going straight to the top, in the search for finer things