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Mike Dimes

OFF THE PORCH

 

OFF THE PORCH

(album: TEXAS BOY - 2023)


Hop off the porch (Uh, yeah)
Hop in the coupe (Skrrt)
Changing the way that I shoot
Changing the shit that I do (I do)
Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah)
Yeah, I got status, I'm new (New)
Fuck everybody, I'm rude (Yeah, I'm rude)
Trusting nobody, I'm cool

Really these niggas be getting the big Lamb' fucked up
Tryna break a nigga skin, but it's tough, bruh
Hard to chase your own kin over bucks, huh?
Kinda hard when they know that you up
I don't trust shit if it ain't in the cup
Really, I'm tryna get over these demons
But they see more family than niggas who scheming
I don't get over shit, I get even
Life in the deep end, drowning
Neck get heavy, hoe, they bring the pounds in
You can't relate to my pagan from 'round here
I don't got time for them, they just arouse me
I don't got time for the fake, keep on clowning (Hold up)
What's the topic? If you're shit doesn't stink, you ain't popping
All these rappers be jake, homie hopping (Homie hop)
I don't kick it with niggas who flopping (Ha), we trending topics
Fuck with me baby, I could switch your location (Location)
I'm lately tryna stick to fornication (Fornication)
My relations got stuck with my payments (My payments)
Yeah, I'm crazy, but I ain't lying in my statements (Hell nah)
Really, my commas just led to my problems
But really, my problems show me I got commas
Switching every state in every hour
The room service shorty in my shower

Hop off the porch (Uh, yeah)
Hop in the coupe (Skrrt)
Changing the way that I shoot
Changing the shit that I do (I do)
Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah)
Yeah, I got status, I'm new (New)
Fuck everybody, I'm rude (Yeah, I'm rude)
Trusting nobody, I'm cool (Ayy, ayy)

See, lately, I'm terped through the roof
But a bitch nigga reach for my chain? I'ma shoot
Ayy, run his pockets, we want all the loot
Then we back to the spot, this is [?] gone proof
Ayy, niggas hating, they mad I got juice
If you say that you took something from me, where the proof?
Matter fact, come and try, bet his ass make the news
Ayy, I been winning but know how to lose
Bitch, I come from the dirt and I'm solid like root
Niggas be tattletaling, was just in kahoots
Hurt niggas hearts, I'm just telling the truth
Roll the wood with some za, take a trip to the moon
Yelling, "Free Rock," know he coming home soon
That shit crazy, they just threw big dawg in that zoo
The countdown begin, bought this Carti' for you
If he reach, then he dumb and he ain't thinking through, ayy

Hop off the porch (Uh, yeah)
Hop in the coupe (Skrrt)
Changing the way that I shoot
Changing the shit that I do (I do)
Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah)
Yeah, I got status, I'm new (New)
Fuck everybody, I'm rude (Yeah, I'm rude)
Trusting nobody, I'm cool (Maxo, Maxo, look)

Bar none, nigga never been friendly
I'm the one that put the chopper to your partner
Tell the opper, "Come kill me"
Ask about me, I'm the dub or the blood, niggas fear me
Kel-Tec with a slug, cooling sub on the semi
Niggas, knuck if you buck, if you up, then you stuck
His lil' hoe had got fucked, now he sleep, this the game
Chopper punching the trunk, had them tough bitches slumped
Then the ice that you tuck, they keep robbing your chains
Shoot it 'til it's empty but I'm clutching on a fully
You a peon in your city, every week, you getting bullied
No Jumper, Say Cheese, you be capping with the full of 'em
All on Akademiks, niggas posting with your jewelry
Same rap niggas taking pictures with them thangs
Be the same lame niggas getting robbed for they chains, Maxo

Hop off the porch (Uh, yeah)
Hop in the coupe (Skrrt)
Changing the way that I shoot
Changing the shit that I do (I do)
Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah)
Yeah, I got status, I'm new (New)
Fuck everybody, I'm rude (Yeah, I'm rude)
Trusting nobody, I'm cool

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