Mike Jordan

Bitch I feel like Mike back in '94
Nigga’s say they shinin' but they never glow
Say that you get money but you nigga’s broke *Amen*
Say that you get money but you nigga’s broke
I’m still crack, and I’m still on, Palm tree’s my view nigga
Cleveland boy in Miami, Florida, Flow in and my bitch gorgeous
Look I ain’t heard 'bout none of ya’ll, Ya’ll rappers ain’t my concern
Boy I dropped my first tape and a lot of niggas got they feelings hurt
Ok, nigga’s praying for my downfall, you could talk to God but it won’t work
Lame niggas step to the side, cuz when it come to me I put money first
I ain’t pressed over no ho and I ain’t thinkin' bout nothin' else
Nigga’s said that I’m a sell out, I ain’t worried nigga just cut the check
Who the best, I’m makin' more, you makin' less
Enough said so who fuckin' with me, I’ll wait
I’m the young nigga ya’ll been waitin' for, the game need me it’s on life
support
You remember me bitch I’m Mr. Howell, I went from 1 bitch to 100 of em
From you stuntin' on me now I’m stuntin on em
Mike Jordan!
This life I’m livin' ain’t meant for ya’ll, I suggest you rappers keep your 9−5
Mama said go get it boy, go get it boy, don’t hurt to try
Daddy passed when I was only 9, you can’t move ahead you get left behind
You gotta hurt feelings to get where I’m going, that’s the only way you’ll stay
alive
To get love around here you gotta die, shit that’s just the way it is
Nigga’s never loved me then, look at all the shit I did
You should crown me, bitches used to doubt me
Nigga’s used to clown me, now all these bitches bow down to me
When you realized you needed me, it’s no sympathy for these fuck nigga’s
He say he know me but I don’t fuck with him *Young B*
You remember me bitch I’m Mr. Howell, I went from 1 bitch to 100 of em
From you Stuntin' on me now I’m stuntin on em
Young Billard!