Detroit Type Beat (feat. OG Ted)

I don't take shit serious
I had my little sister write this fuckin' verse, man
Don't be talkin' bout cappin' shit, man
I made this shit to prove a point

They don't fuck with me cause I don't rap like Rio
It don't matter to these hoes if you single
And I just found Jesus so I might join Christian Mingle
And she crucify the dick the type to make my toes tingle
Where that gun you post about, you ain't no shooter,
I knew you back in high school, pussy you a loser
This a young man's game, I'm fuckin' cougars
I fucked the hoe, the more you know, so don't pursue her
Lord, forgive me for my ways
I just bought another K, and I took it round the corner just to see if it'll sang
Got the heater on my waist, no Febreze, we let it spray
If I get uneasy, you won't live to see another day
All my opps are MIA, turn em' into fish filet
And my watch is getting heavy, guess it's time to move some weight
My demeanor is on demon, meaning please get out my way,
Please believe it for your sake, it isn't me, it's just my gang
Like, damn, homie, in high school, you was the man, homie, fuck happened to you
Now I break her back, every time she comin' through
It isn't me, it's always you, baby girl, that's nothin' new

Like, uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan
Uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan
I'm glad you brought your twin, cause it's fuck you and him
And they duck when we walk, I am not the type to spin
And I've always been that dude that probably fucked up on her friend
And she said my fit look bummy, but she still let me hit
I don't know about you, boy, but to me a wins a win
Like, damn, I might be from Michigan

In and out the state again, my new bitch, she from Michigan
My new bitch went to state so I'ma see her when her classes end
I'ma pay the tab, drop it off, but we can't stay around
Shit that I be on, they not on, so they can't come around,
This that crack, good dope, like soul food
Shaft said he want me on the beat, I had to roll through
Brought a couple addys and some lean, I got the hoes too
Tell your girl, tell her bring her friends we got both rooms
Where you at, I'm at the Holiday Inn
Who you with, me and my niggas bring all of your friends
What we doin', we break the bar, we ain't payin' for shit
We wake up 6 AM and we gon' do it again,
uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan

Uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan
Uh, uh, I might actually be from Michigan
I'm glad you brought your twin, cause it's fuck you and him
And they duck when we walk, I am not the type to spin
And I've always been that dude that probably fucked up on her friend
And she said my fit look bummy, but she still let me hit
I don't know about you, boy, but to me a wins a win
Like, damn, I might be from Michigan