Micah Midas - SOLO!

Niggas talking bout friends, all I got is me
All I got is benjis, all I got is tree
Everybody in my business, why they worried about me
Momma please keep praying, It's wicked in these streets

Been getting these visits, from all these demons yea
From all these bitches, they stay schemin yea
They want my semen, but I want millions yea
They want my children, but I want buildings yea

Ballin like 23 from the free throw
Through my shades, I see through my shades, I see evil
Pockets, swear my pockets root of evil
They show no mercy, pistol to your brain make you breathe slow

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Pride gon be the death of you and I
See fear through your eyes
Feel it during vacant highs
Chains heavy weight on spine
Chains heavy chills on spine
Think a nigga have a bounty way this money on my mind
They told me time is illusion, why we dying over time
They told me weed like pollution, twitter feeds poison minds
If I ain't listen to my conscious I wouldn't be here at this time
Laurel Maryland I reside
Turn on the local news, someone new has just died

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Written by:
Micah Henry

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