Nigga, what you know about the blues and the melodies
All you know is about the murders and the felonies
Talking about opps, when you steady got no opps
Talking about red dots when you don't own a Glock
Talking about thots, you don't even get top
Talking about the hood but you stay in the burbs
Talking how you run the block when out of stock
Talking bust down, you don't even own a clock
Nigga
You don't even own a clock
Just because you said it, don't mean you from the dirt
Just because you dirty, don't mean you from the mud
Because we got the same blood don't make you my cuz
Just cause you black, don't mean you one of us
I knew you was a lie, had that feeling in my gut
Fool me one more time, get shot then get cut
Get shot then get
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
I've been in my feelings, staring at the ceiling
Contemplating life's meaning and how I've turned into a demon
I'm not a religious man, but if I was I'd be on the devil's side
If I say I'm good, I'm lying I'm just trying to survive
Sometimes I wanna fill a swimming pool with rock-hard cement
Climb up the f*cking diving board and dive
Am I even alive?
On that day we both died
So I look up to the sky, no one's there to my surprise
I just see a pair of eyes out of stars
I can try to be alright
I might
But I can't do this, on my emotions I rely
I hear you mispronounce it, it's Seyeke just call me Seye
Try to cut off my wings, I'll still jump out the window and fly
To the highest heights
The struggle and strife has made me the guy to down a bottle of wine
Struggle to cope
Truman, floating his boat
Hit the wall, realize it all
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
Got so many sacrifices I'm yet to make
And so many hit records, I haven't made
I need an ocean view that really breath take
I need a villa by the sea for me to wake
But it's hard for me to eat when there ain't food on my plate
So
I gotta wake up and make this motherf*cking guap
Too many bitches penny-pinching for me to not
More money, more problems
No money, you getting lost
Yeah, that's what I need a lot
Shit
More money, more problems
No money, you getting lost
That's what I need a lot
That's why I need it
Seyeke - Michelin (feat. UN1K) Lyrics
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Nigga, what you know about the blues and the melodies
All you know is about the murders and the felonies
Talking about opps, when you steady got no opps
Talking about red dots when you don't own a Glock
Talking about thots, you don't even get top
Talking about the hood but you stay in the burbs
Talking how you run the block when out of stock
Talking bust down, you don't even own a clock
Nigga
You don't even own a clock
Just because you said it, don't mean you from the dirt
Just because you dirty, don't mean you from the mud
Because we got the same blood don't make you my cuz
Just cause you black, don't mean you one of us
I knew you was a lie, had that feeling in my gut
Fool me one more time, get shot then get cut
Get shot then get
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
I've been in my feelings, staring at the ceiling
Contemplating life's meaning and how I've turned into a demon
I'm not a religious man, but if I was I'd be on the devil's side
If I say I'm good, I'm lying I'm just trying to survive
Sometimes I wanna fill a swimming pool with rock-hard cement
Climb up the f*cking diving board and dive
Am I even alive?
On that day we both died
So I look up to the sky, no one's there to my surprise
I just see a pair of eyes out of stars
I can try to be alright
I might
But I can't do this, on my emotions I rely
I hear you mispronounce it, it's Seyeke just call me Seye
Try to cut off my wings, I'll still jump out the window and fly
To the highest heights
The struggle and strife has made me the guy to down a bottle of wine
Struggle to cope
Truman, floating his boat
Hit the wall, realize it all
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
Got so many sacrifices I'm yet to make
And so many hit records, I haven't made
I need an ocean view that really breath take
I need a villa by the sea for me to wake
But it's hard for me to eat when there ain't food on my plate
So
I gotta wake up and make this motherf*cking guap
Too many bitches penny-pinching for me to not
More money, more problems
No money, you getting lost
Yeah, that's what I need a lot
Shit
More money, more problems
No money, you getting lost
That's what I need a lot
That's why I need it
All you know is about the murders and the felonies
Talking about opps, when you steady got no opps
Talking about red dots when you don't own a Glock
Talking about thots, you don't even get top
Talking about the hood but you stay in the burbs
Talking how you run the block when out of stock
Talking bust down, you don't even own a clock
Nigga
You don't even own a clock
Just because you said it, don't mean you from the dirt
Just because you dirty, don't mean you from the mud
Because we got the same blood don't make you my cuz
Just cause you black, don't mean you one of us
I knew you was a lie, had that feeling in my gut
Fool me one more time, get shot then get cut
Get shot then get
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
I've been in my feelings, staring at the ceiling
Contemplating life's meaning and how I've turned into a demon
I'm not a religious man, but if I was I'd be on the devil's side
If I say I'm good, I'm lying I'm just trying to survive
Sometimes I wanna fill a swimming pool with rock-hard cement
Climb up the f*cking diving board and dive
Am I even alive?
On that day we both died
So I look up to the sky, no one's there to my surprise
I just see a pair of eyes out of stars
I can try to be alright
I might
But I can't do this, on my emotions I rely
I hear you mispronounce it, it's Seyeke just call me Seye
Try to cut off my wings, I'll still jump out the window and fly
To the highest heights
The struggle and strife has made me the guy to down a bottle of wine
Struggle to cope
Truman, floating his boat
Hit the wall, realize it all
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
Blurry eyed
Still tunnel visioning
Step aside
This game I'm winning in
That girl dick ride
Stardom pussy that Michelin
Watching the tide
All them other fish in the sea are swimming in
Got so many sacrifices I'm yet to make
And so many hit records, I haven't made
I need an ocean view that really breath take
I need a villa by the sea for me to wake
But it's hard for me to eat when there ain't food on my plate
So
I gotta wake up and make this motherf*cking guap
Too many bitches penny-pinching for me to not
More money, more problems
No money, you getting lost
Yeah, that's what I need a lot
Shit
More money, more problems
No money, you getting lost
That's what I need a lot
That's why I need it
Writer: Charlie Burns, Khan Wanjah
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid