Gravy

[Verse 1: Myke Bogan]
Do more than fight when they come and take it
It's more to life than a fuckin paycheck
But I'm still on the shelf with no frame flying stealth with no shame and I'm still putting wealth before fame
And that will never change in the same they always forget to mention
That It seems my passion may overcome my intentions now attending classes I'm hoping that they in attendance
And make sure that you niggas stay attentive and pay attention
I'm sensing that I’m high I guess it's best to fes up
Excuse me but my ride has just arrived in Tesla
And I'm kinda in rush I be hard to touch and I'm With a black and Asian chick eating pho prolly finna fuck
You fill your cup when you thinking is the pain over
The morning tough when you drinking thru a hangover
The bitches rate it say I'm sort handsome
When from a South Dakota basement to a Portland mansion
Now focused I'll take advantage that's if all need be
More broken than lense pieces while tom peepin
More bingin than shot seekin and raw seaweed
More wisdom than Rafeeki in dasheiki
It's funny when I grind hard and hold on to keef
Punchin every time card so gone the trees
Funny how this broke nigga hang on to dreams
Or maybe dreams hold on to me

[Verse 2: Michael Christmas]
I never went to school, I always laid in bed, thinking bout gettin famous, thinking bout getting head
This beat is way too crazy to not say something gravy to not say something wavy, would disrespect the wave
Baby, ironic how Im out of shape, flexed up mixed the (?) kinda outfit with the bape, hot as pizza out the oven cheese falling off the plate
Slow paced, bet I move like sonic for the cake though
Hoe, he ain't no this and that and the other, bet I get this pair of gucci goggles I can fuck her
On the westside know there’s bout to be some trouble, gettin no sleep just thinking about the bubble
Pop, then we did it, celebrate life when pops left for prison, watch my life with the popcorn, shit is lit, than a bitch
Shit I ain't finna finish