Mikey Monday - Best Kept Secret (feat. Bosch & Frankii)

I pray that when my time comes, I’m more than respected
Even if I didn’t sign up for what I was blessed with
Break bread, sippin wine from the Sicily section
Sick of me, well that’s fine right behind me’s the exit
Flexin', slick with the rhyme, the flow is infectious
Nexus, skippin the lines to show em directions
Press kits, fully derived of shows I invested in
Some popped, some of them flopped like a dead fish ah
S’why I don’t Fxck with niggas like a lesbian
Show time, bxtches wanna ride like equestrians
You Won’t find any hitta hotter, I’m the best be it
Best kept secret, see my names what the game needed
It’s Young’n, good game but the refs cheated
Haters hate to see a nigga winning like the Patriots
Players always claim they stackin paper nigga let’s see it
Rebel on sight, nigga Rob like Kardashian
Leave no light on like God send 'em
No peace for leach type to hell send 'em
Big man na miss chirp like gyal felon
Wild dudes we misuse like old yellow
Leave no light on like God send 'em
No peace for leach type to hell send 'em
Big man na miss chirp like gyal felon
Wild dudes we misuse like old yellow
Garbage rappers are trash, now adays glad bags
Recycle it back to cypher circles, Boom bap blaze
From beginning middle end front to last page
Beats stat, let your inner cadence cascade
Over the sample slap bass, it goes past fame
Until my last days, living life in the fast lane
My main goal is to maintain, the same same 
Stay sober take over the game
Game over
Drop hot fya equivilant of a flame thrower
Cocaine poker, Anti-up, Pull your panties up
Head and shoulders above y'all, fxck yall
Doin' my due diligence, bodying beat Killin em with
A tasteless odor, no village is safe sadly
This world is trigger happy, A vigilant vigilante
My sigils a coat of armour
Quote it, no code of honor
Among you and all your partnas
No wonder no one you know is loyal
Leave no light on like God send 'em
No peace for leach type to hell send 'em
Big man na miss chirp like gyal felon
Wild dudes we misuse like old yellow
Leave no light on like God send 'em
No peace for leach type to hell send 'em
Big man na miss chirp like gyal felon
Wild dudes we misuse like old yellow

Written by:
Brad Bosch, Frankie Van Putten, Mikey Ayiku

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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