Saint Michael Myers
Saint Michael Myers

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Saint Michael Myers Lyrics

Every time somebody didn't get me
I wouldn't need this hustle, man
But, damn, I love this hustle
You don't have to understand
Please let me be, please let me be misunderstood, oh

You can get hurt for real (for real)
You can get murked for real (for real)
Put on a shirt for real (for real)
Put in the dirt for real (for real)
I like to lurk for real (for real)
I'm high off this Earth for real (yeah)
Pop me a perc' for real (yeah)

When I see you in your zone I love your moan, I love your groan
When you yell I love your tone, I love my home, don't check my phone
Right now I'll let you know, need love, I'll let you know
You gotta let me know, I can't let go, I can't let go
I got the bag for real (for real)
Hop out that Jag' for real (for real)
Keep me a Mac for real (for real)
Talk down, I might spaz for real (for real)
You can get smacked for real (for real)
You not 'bout that for real (for real)
I'ma turn you to pack for real (for real, gah)
And you know that I stick to the code
Tired of livin' in black mold
Druggerdrugger, I put this shit on
Lil' shorty, she bad to the bone
Play with gang and we gettin' you gone
Pullin' up in that Lambo' like vroom
That boy trash, go get you a broom
If you talk I'ma put 'em in tomb
Put a pussy in a tomb, uh
Put a pussy in a tomb
Get that boy out of school (school)
Send that boy to the moon (moon)
Ain't got no fuckin' time
I'm on your fuckin' mind, your hands are mine, bitch, choose a side (yeah)
I'm more than meets the eye, down your spine but don't reply
I hope you see the light, them chopper sounds make angels cry (cry)
Right now, bae, sing this song, I fuck you long and love you wrong (yeah)
Like this your favorite song, when this come on you lose your dome (yeah)
Right now we smokin' strong, we livin' large, foreign cars
I look into your eyes and see the stars fall in your heart (fall in your heart, ah)

You can get hurt for real (for real)
You can get murked for real (for real)
Put on a shirt for real (for real)
Put in the dirt for real (for real)
I like to lurk for real (for real)
I'm high off this Earth for real (yeah)
Pop me a perc' for real (yeah)

Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo
Uh (yeah)

Writer(s): Bobby Raps, Igor Mamet, Michael Lamar White II
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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