Mike Ross

[Intro]
Too bad that you can’t reach my phone
I have been free'd from y’all, I am neva gonna fall
Racks just pick 'em up, then stack 'em up
The tower never falling
I be ballin' on y'all
New Monclear for the fall

[Pre-Chorus]
You be stalling and waiting while I be evolving
Shopping addictions
Don’t care, I won’t stop it
Yeah, yeah, everyday the bottle pouring
Whoa, whoa, spilled some racks I made a drawing

[Chorus]
I ain’t been myself since they cared about my dough
You won’t understand brah, there’s too much for me too handle
Perfect timing on my wrist, help me gеt my bands up
Move like an assassin, while I’m creeping in thе night
Oh yeah, I’m bossed up and that shit stay for life
Mike Ross in the trap, rock suit and tie
Scar on my neck, got revived
Too many choices in the store I can’t decide

[Bridge]
Louis for the comfort
I got Gucci for the comfort
Nike check on my jumper
I lost track, too many numbers
You embarrassed, I let you suffer
You look corny in those runners
I keep making my money longer
Numbers on numbers, yeah make you all stutter

[Verse]
Uh-uh, yeah zeros count it up, then add it up and yeah, I’m a weirdo, but I feel amazing
Oh, whoa, yeah here I go always paper chasing and yeah, I don’t fear no poser in the making
No we ain’t together, but I feel that’s for the better
Heartless soul, all I want is the bread, yeah
Yeah, sorry I can’t help you 'cause I don’t want no problems
It’s a new day that’s a reason to feel awesome
Yeah, I’m making it so perfect ,oh my god
Purses on purses like what the fuck
I see y’all be lurking, so yeah wassup?
Talk to me nice, yeah or I’ll hang up

[Pre-Chorus]
You be stalling and waiting while I be evolving
Shopping addictions
Don’t care, I won’t stop it
Yeah, yeah, everyday the bottle pouring
Whoa, whoa, spilled some racks I made a drawing

[Chorus]
I ain’t been myself since they cared about my dough
You won’t understand brah, there’s too much for me too handle
Perfect timing on my wrist, help me get my bands up
Move like an assassin, while I’m creeping in the night
Oh yeah, I’m bossed up and that shit stay for life
Mike Ross in the trap, rock suit and tie
Scar on my neck, got revived
Too many choices in the store I can’t decide
I ain’t been myself since they cared about my dough
You won’t understand brah, there’s too much for me too handle
Perfect timing on my wrist, help me get my bands up
Move like an assassin, while I’m creeping in the night