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value - tres x yung mike lyrics

[verse 1: yung mike]
we keep coming out with them new hits
much better than what you spit
shout out to the brody jr
keep dropping more songs, more bars
much better than those catholic boys from le mars
now i’m learning who the real ones are
fakes getting annoying, they hate on me so far
i’ve been getting clout, man i feel like a star
i’m not even close to done, last one was a practice run
now we’re taking off, top gun
hope this h-ts a home run, aaron judge (monster shot)
rookie of the year with that feature
know i’ve been sad, but i really don’t need her
your new man out here with a centimeter
we’re gonna pull up and kick the door with the heater
because of you, i’m onto different things
they say we’re white boys and we cannot rap
after this, see what they think about that
they all deserve a tip of the cap
they all thought that we would be trash
this is for fun, no sentimental
started with a diss, no detrimental
room 185, no incidental
topped the charts, no accidental
you could use some humbling, here is a good dose
got a big ego that sticks out the most
thought that you were hot, but you are getting hosed
all over my girl like you tryna propose
keep hitting her up and you will get exposed
she is way too good for you, do not get too close
do not do me like that and act like we are bros
the best is yet to come, adiós

[bridge: tres]
people jumping on my trend who ain’t been rocking with me
whole world is so full of fakes, call it my false reality
you missed out on the realest ones that you would ever see
no love for the ones who ain’t see that value in me

[verse 2: tres]
was gone for a minute, but i’m back now
took my gang to the stars to the dog pound
sit back, watch the true king get crowned
and find a nice spot in my background
always knew that i was born for the hustle
come at my gang if you looking for trouble
hometown homies all popping like bubbles
but i call the plays, like we in the huddle
you know i’m on my worst behavior
if you come at me, better sign the waiver
i got the juice but i don’t blow the vapor
brought you in the game, so don’t hate the player
k!lling the scene and i’m only a junior
give that boy from le mars an autotuner
aim for the moon like my scope set on lunar
out in az laying wood like i’m hoover
mike and i awake at 4 in the morning
in the studio cooking up bangers
too many boys around me are chicken
like its wing night over at langer’s
she for the city, ran through like a red light
walk the sky, marriott lobby tonight
my whole wrist flooded with that hot ice
taking dubs with your girl and in fortnite
rep the 51248, not the 712
way too much of that purple to be feeling blue
do me wrong once, won’t accept your apology
cause all i do is break hearts, records, and policies

- tres x yung mike lyrics

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