Cam Fetti - Migo

Yeah, I got the heat, but I don’t talk about it (No)
Put that pressure on me, and you gon’ find out about it
Can’t take the money with me, but I cannot live without it
Ima stack and count it
Fuck a bank accountant
Vlone drip (Drip)
Watch out where you stepping
I ain’t sweating
I ain’t never telling
Boy, you selling
Everytime they pressing
Money stretching
Ain’t no second guessing
I’m coming back, it’s like a celebration
Going up ‘cause I’m upper class, Lil nigga, come to my graduation
Send me congratulations, I’m teaching you, giving you education
We don’t talk, no communication, never had conversation
Check out my transformation, get some new transportation (I do)
COVID going dumb, I need some isolation (I do)
Getting to the money day and night my obligation
I’m staying clean, quarantine clean, I got that sanitation
I gotta stay patient
I gotta wait my turn (My turn)
Seeing these niggas get on with mediocre make my stomach turn (Turn)
What they doing now
Bro keep 33 like Patrick Ewing, now
And, he fooling now
That’s my migo (Migo)
I got migo, latinos and negroes
Don’t you run up tryna be a hero (No, no, no)
Talking foul, they shooting like a free throw
And, that’s for me, though
That’s my migo
I got migo, latinos and negroes (Yessir)
Don’t you run up tryna be a hero (No, no, no)
Talking foul, they shooting like a free throw
And, that’s for me, though (Yeah)
That’s for me (That’s for me, now)
Brothers, they behind me, guarantee (I guarantee, now)
Brothers, they behind me, they agree (Oh, they agree, now)
You a op we see, and we pulling up from deep
I got what you need, baby, come and rock with me
Ima different breed, no, there is no stopping me
Ima breadwinner something like monopoly
Talking to me reckless, baby, come up properly
It’s just you and me, but wait we can make it three
If you want a feat you gon’ have to pay a fee
It ain’t hot enough, I’m ‘bout to turn up the degrees
We ain’t cutting deals, take this L, don’t have a plea
Round and round we go
We ain’t going slow
Gotta pour a four for my fallen soldiers, though
Yeah, everybody want the dough but, never want it slow
Ima let it grow, gotta keep that money flow
That’s my migo (Migo)
I got migo, latinos and negroes
Don’t you run up tryna be a hero (No, no, no)
Talking foul, they shooting like a free throw
And, that’s for me, though
That’s my migo
I got migo, latinos and negroes (Yessir)
Don’t you run up tryna be a hero (No, no, no)
Talking foul, they shooting like a free throw
And, that’s for me, though (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I got the heat, but I don’t talk about it
Put that pressure on me, and you gon’ find out about it
Can’t take the money with me, but I cannot live without it

Written by:
Camaran Parker

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