Michigan Ave

Shit, I woke up feelin' crazy, I'm damn near sick Still won't stop the grind Day four of the calendar I'm fuckin' with this bitch, Hokatiwi Yeah, brrt, yeah, brrt Yeah, up before for the birds, I ain't chirpin', though I gotta keep it solid, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia It's gon' take a lot longer to heal if you pickin' the scab Got a play on Eastern, told him meet me on Michigan Ave This some retro red, I'ma nod off of sipping a half Turkey in the middle of finkle, tripping, drifting the 'cat Got a whole Kentucky Derby in the whip, hittin' the dash If I try to teach you the game, is you gon' finish the class? (Yeah) Opposition, if I see him, I'm whippin' his ass (bitch) I'm on futuristic time, left that shit in my past Uh-uh, it's too late, why you just now tryna zip up yo' bag? (Lame) Wouldn't even try it, blicky equipped, attached Feeling chatty, rocking Virgil, wear it with the tags Would've thought the scale up on the trampoline, we flippin' bags I peeped y'all weakness, it ain't really shit to dribble past These superchargers, it ain't really shit to wiggle fast (skrrt) Gangy rocking out the tour like we Nickelback Gave bro a penny on that road, he brought a nickle back Talk a body, up a quarter ticket, someone get a half I remember shaking in that coat, shit, my lips was chapped (swear) Now it cost a thousand just to get a track (fly) I ain't talking bout no rap, it's 30 for a verse 100 giffy self-scanning, think I'm worrying the clerk I'll shake and bake him, hit from deep, I'm Curry with the work (three) Unky told me, all the money, dirty on the first Smoking without caring, spillin' drank, I'm dirtying my shirt Foggy than a bitch 'cause I done boxed it, blurry in the 'Vert Half a city, chop just screwed him, took a Perky with his syrup DSM, make a custom jersey for my hearse Wake up to some bullshit, you know birds, they early when they chirp I cannot do the green, words slurry off the purp' (nope) Just know Scrumble, he finna get scurvy if he smurk I don't think you got it in you to reach the finish line Lookin' in yo' eyes, I can tell you just the finished kind (finished) Fatality, we pull through, slide down, finish guys (finished) Take yo' money back to Dukes, you can't get shit for five (finished) Them lil' boys is finished Finishing move One, two, three It's over