Broken Hearted Pro - Mike

Uh
Yeah
Woah
Woah yeah
Smoking on that gas everywhere that I go
Getting to a bag but still got my eyes low
Yeah rocking custom Vans kick, push, and I coast
Yeah my life is a thriller rest in peace to Michael
Smoking on that gas everywhere that I go
Getting to a bag but still got my eyes low
Yeah rocking custom Vans kick, push, and I coast
Yeah my life is a thriller rest in peace to Michael
Fat Corona Dutch and it's stuffed with Gelatto
Pockets hella fat like I just won the Lotto
She said BAE you give me "Butterflies", "You Are Not Alone"
I said do you "Remember The Times" when we hung out just us though
I Just wanna "Rock With You"
"You Rock My World" like we in the kitchen
But you just see it "Black Or White"
Like something in your perception is missing
I told you "They Don't Really Care About Us"
But you don't really wanna listen
Yeah I'm smoking on that "Earth Song"
And it got my brain at attention
"The Way You Make Me Feel" it's like you could never do me no harm
But there's "Blood all On The Dancefloor" so I'll hold you in my arms
Girl it's "Human Nature" no you can't resist my drip, my charm
Just hit my phone and "I'll Be There"
Smoking on that gas everywhere that I go
Getting to a bag but still got my eyes low
Yeah rocking custom Vans kick, push, and I coast
Yeah my life is a thriller rest in peace to Michael
Smoking on that gas everywhere that I go
Getting to a bag but still got my eyes low
Yeah rocking custom Vans kick, push, and I coast
Yeah my life is a thriller rest in peace to Michael
Yeah my life is a thriller rest in peace to Michael
Yeah my life is a thriller rest in peace to Michael
Yeah

Written by:
Darrien Woodson

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