Good Afternoon
[Intro: Mikey Rocks]
Don't even trip bro
You know what I'm saying man...
We all suppose to leak *The Los Angeles Leakers!*
[Verse 1: Mikey Rocks]
Peep what I'm spending when I'm bending in the streets
Like timber and trees
A light jog barely bended my knees
That's how I feel
When I hop behind the wheel
Of that hot piranha red Dodge Challenger
I'm thinking ahead
Look at my calendar
The caliber of dudes in my association
It's like them Halliburton dudes corporation
Keep paid, keep safe
Just in case we skate out of the state
With a couple of then easy racks
We be back
Tasmanian fur when I burr for the freezing cats
Keep my doors locked like the hair under Weezy hat
I'm lounging
Eating Southwest Italian
I'm clowning
The owner told me order the salmon
[Verse 2: Mikey Rocks]
Low and behold
My story was right
Rain drops dripping down from the skylights
This old man was smoking to The Chi-Lites
He was plotting...planning
Hoping for the high life
Youngin' this is my advice
These life lessons keep coming your entire life
So never buy a whip till you can buy it twice
You're a king
You're entitled to a paradise
High price Nautica to guard your seams
For his son's first birthday he bought him a dream
Limousines to his B'ball games
And his team was the only one with the numbers sewn on their jerseys
It occurred to me
He started speaking of secret societies and 33rd degrees and his son
The whole universe
The keys to unlock it
Prophet...I had to consider my options
[Hook: Mikey and Chuck]
Mic check one two, one two
Mic check one two, one two
Is this on?
Mic check one two, one two
Is this on?
[Verse 3: Chuck Inglish]
This morning's for forever (forever)
Yeah..and the weather's looking better by the hour
*whem broom* like you singing in the shower
And I haven't found that joint I was looking for for hours (damn)
It's gone, I lost it
Guess I'll roll another
I was thinking bout' something
I ain't think bout' nothing
That bass start kicking
Then eventually in a minute, them snares start drumming
Standing there not doing nothing till you see the bus come
But them heads will start nodding when we driving by thumping
That brand new Live, little new inside
But outside is the original design
That's how we do lifting yourself from the ground
Darkened summer towns you ain't been in in a while
Throwing gang signs you don't know nothing about
Around your neck is a chain and that don't appraise to that amount
Now them little niggas on your head now wear the crown
Fly a flag, it's all bad
Ya'll disrespecting beats
Better learn how to rap
Cause these kids nowadays way more concerned with facts
[Hook: Mikey and Chuck] X2