Pour up

Limited edition, man I swear this is a 1 of 1
Who that nigga that they mention, he ain't one of us
All this hate, I don't even know where it's coming from
Put respect on my name, cause I'm my mother son
Got so used to this trauma, it's always death no dishonor
If you need me, I guranteed I show up
And I pray I'm pardoned your honor, I fell in love with the commas
Im just doing everything they showed us
And we getting hot like the sauna, trying to avoid all the drama
If you waiting on me, just hold up
And I'm getting dripped in designer, ain't really focus behind us
Know it hurt me but Im still gon pour up
If I fall off, who gon rescue me look
I been laying low, like a refugee but
Now she tapping out with no referee
And I let it bang, you gon hear Mike Breen
I don't attachments, I just gotta fade back
We don't know you, but we know where you stay at
If you feel insecure about yourself, then just say that
Careful about your words, there something's you can't take back
When you can't let go, you been down so long
And can't tell what's right from wrong
Let me know for sure, what been going on
Rather be decieved, than be alone
Got so used to this trauma, it's always death no dishonor
If you need me, I guranteed I show up
And I pray I'm pardoned your honor, I fell in love with the commas
Im just doing everything they showed us
And we get it hot like the sauna, trying to avoid all the drama
If you waiting on me, just hold up
And I'm getting dripped in designer, ain't really focus behind us
Know it hurt me but Im still gon pour up
Stop asking what my timing is, A Boogie I can't make no promises
When the lights the brightest, is when my diamonds hit
Niggas trade a dollar for they common sense
Rolly presidental but Im still avoiding politics, I hope they keep me out of it
2 time nigga, with them 2 9s
Average me a few dimes, when we pop out
She fucking with the crew now, focus on what we doing how?
Copy all my moves, now they taking my style
If I fall off, who gon rescue me
I been laying low, like a refugee
Now she tapping out, with no referee
Bitch I let it bang, like my name Mike Breen
Got so used to this trauma, it's always death no dishonor
If you need me, I guranteed I show up
And I pray I'm pardoned your honor, I fell in love with the commas
Im just doing everything they showed us
And we getting hot like the sauna, trying to avoid all the drama
If you waiting on me, just hold up
And I'm getting dripped in designer, ain't really focus behind us
Know it hurt me but Im still gon pour up