ashesndutchguts, Anthony Kannon - mike bibby Lyrics

Life gets tricky, fronto in the spliffy
Light skin shooter, call me mike bibby
Lucifer the light bearer, Nike's with the white pair
What's a fair fight? I don't fight fair
Camera in the elevator, walking passed a flight of stairs
Did you know that they was plotting on you? Yeah, I'm aware
Niggas getting greedy, all I wanted was to try to share
Got shot in Ithaca, that's a long a ride to Sayre
EMT's tripping in the ambulance, providing care
I don't have to read the news report, nigga I was there
Hold your brothers close, before you lose him, and he becomes just another ghost
Too much dead weight, will the flood the boat
He talking crazy, till they cut his throat
Sliced for the bread, now he buttered toast
You only got a take one, this a double dose
Be surprised, of what I fit under this bubble coat
Puffing smoke, fuck a dumb approach
Thought rappers were rich, till I met the plug-and found what drugs could gross
Life gets tricky, fronto in the spliffy
Light skin shooter, call me mike bibby
Black tux, with the bow tie, I'm spiffy
Fuck whatever you heard, I gets busy
Cops patrolling, it's a dead end, tryna stop the chosen
Success-is the best revenge, tell a op to hold it
I was 16, on the block, tryna cop a roley
Stop putting words in my mouth, you do not know me
That could get him cold cocked
Trimming for some grow ops
We don't gotta meet in person, throw it in the post box
Careful when the dope drop... how you finna trap with no Plan B?
Fuck he gonna do, if the dough stop
it inevitably will... they losing credibility for real, never been up in the field
OG told me don't put all ya eggs in one basket
turn ya back and they're gone, you won't know what happened
I know killers with no compassion, that leave you with open gashes
I rose from the ashes to close the casket
The dope passing, bad smoking habit having ass
Tryna stuff a duffle till the bag ripping, ask niggas
Life gets tricky, fronto in the spliffy
Light skin shooter, call me mike bibby

Life gets tricky, fronto in the spliffy
Light skin shooter, call me mike bibby
Lucifer the light bearer, Nike's with the white pair
What's a fair fight? I don't fight fair
Camera in the elevator, walking passed a flight of stairs
Did you know that they was plotting on you? Yeah, I'm aware
Niggas getting greedy, all I wanted was to try to share
Got shot in Ithaca, that's a long a ride to Sayre
EMT's tripping in the ambulance, providing care
I don't have to read the news report, nigga I was there
Hold your brothers close, before you lose him, and he becomes just another ghost
Too much dead weight, will the flood the boat
He talking crazy, till they cut his throat
Sliced for the bread, now he buttered toast
You only got a take one, this a double dose
Be surprised, of what I fit under this bubble coat
Puffing smoke, fuck a dumb approach
Thought rappers were rich, till I met the plug-and found what drugs could gross
Life gets tricky, fronto in the spliffy
Light skin shooter, call me mike bibby
Black tux, with the bow tie, I'm spiffy
Fuck whatever you heard, I gets busy
Cops patrolling, it's a dead end, tryna stop the chosen
Success-is the best revenge, tell a op to hold it
I was 16, on the block, tryna cop a roley
Stop putting words in my mouth, you do not know me
That could get him cold cocked
Trimming for some grow ops
We don't gotta meet in person, throw it in the post box
Careful when the dope drop... how you finna trap with no Plan B?
Fuck he gonna do, if the dough stop
it inevitably will... they losing credibility for real, never been up in the field
OG told me don't put all ya eggs in one basket
turn ya back and they're gone, you won't know what happened
I know killers with no compassion, that leave you with open gashes
I rose from the ashes to close the casket
The dope passing, bad smoking habit having ass
Tryna stuff a duffle till the bag ripping, ask niggas
Life gets tricky, fronto in the spliffy
Light skin shooter, call me mike bibby