Lyrics 98 - Mike

Gotta migrate, all around the tristate
All this eye gaze, you should come to my place
Don't gotta fireplace, but I gotta fire escape
Eyes dilated cuz I keep the za blazed
Not a lightweight, but liquor get me sideway
Bad mind state, ease when i find pace
M. I. K. E. since nine eight
Left moms face, grief and the smile cave
Matched my jay, peace treat with Haile
Cacti braised feast through the dry phase
Tryna find grace, flee'd from the primate
Psilocybe bait, needa let the time fade
It's just my fate, speed and arrive late
I gave it my way, and G's try to violate
What else could I say, but sing like rod wave
Like padre the G I'm tryna cosplay
I don't chop, lay, eat where the opps stay
They gotta drop, sway leap when the bop play
This all I got to make breeze on a hot day
You said I gotta let it be when I got played