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lite 30 - rmc mike lyrics

[intro]
b*tch
huh, yeah
alright

[chorus]
survivor how i came, you know this life dirty
put my foot back on the gas, i see the light turnin’
six on my back and my chest, that’s a mike jersey
i just popped out on the ‘gram with a light thirty
survivor how i came, you know this life dirty
put my foot back on the gas, i see the light turnin’
six on my back and my chest, that’s a mike jersey
i just popped out on the ‘gram with a light thirty

[verse 1]
check the details, i’ll be right back, i got like three sales
a thousand pairs of kicks and i got ’em all at retail
mike, how many guns you bought this month? sh*t, at least twelve
i just made ten racks in thirty minutes, check the email
ot, we got put out the room because the weed smells
come shop with us, my n*gga bud got the cheap l’s
scratch off, engine in the back, this a v12
anything you think of in your mind, n*gga, we sell
when it come to sh*t*talkin’, i’m the master of it
i’m top three in my city, check the status of it
cartier on my wrist now, but that patek comin’
mixed the street with the book smarts, then added somethin’
[chorus]
survivor how i came, you know this life dirty
put my foot back on the gas, i see the light turnin’
six on my back and my chest, that’s a mike jersey
i just popped out on the ‘gram with a light thirty
survivor how i came, you know this life dirty
put my foot back on the gas, i see the light turnin’
six on my back and my chest, that’s a mike jersey
i just popped out on the ‘gram with a light thirty

[verse 2]
neck shinin’, wrist flooded, i been workin’
one of the only n*ggas made it out my hood, i’m the purpose
hundred*thousand*dollar checks, sign it off, write in cursive
i’m kinda givin’ up on love ’cause i’m sick and tired of searchin’
okay, you caught a body, got thirty years, was it worth it?
money on the floor, stop everything, this sh*t is urgent
i’m tryna become more than just a rapper, but i’m nervous
hi*tech in my cup got me swervin’, i’m worthless
set the goal, achieve it fast, i’m on the grim reaper ass
i was doin’ whatever in these streets for me to keep a bag
turned my life around a whole 360, know my people glad
i was told in order for you to grow, you gotta beat the past

- rmc mike lyrics

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