Olympus

[Intro: Kanye West]
As long as I'm in Polo smiling, they think they got me
But they'd try to crack me if they ever see a Black me
I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
If a nigga ain't shootin' a jumpshot, runnin' a track meet

[Verse 1: MiMiLock]
This pimp is at the top of Mount Olympus
Like, bitch, listen, ain't rich, I’m rich living
Since a kid sinning, they don't wanna see the kid winning
But I drip different, never gon drown, I been swimming
Since a jit, had impeccable style, I kill villains on the daily
Ain't resting for miles, my skill shoot up and they hate me for it
Nigga, I ain't that important
But your flow so dead that even Hades ignore it
I just coast ahead, can't ride thе wave in these Jordans
Madе my own swag, ain't no way they saying I’m boring
Like get your hoes back, and then get onto tilling the soil
All your hopes dashed, you Dionysus, couldn't be loyal
Moving so fast, just the other day I was tryna fix the Chromecast
Now I’m dodging the demons that's tryna get my soul snatched
But this shit is so gas
And that's really no cap, I’ll be back, hold fast

[Hook: MiMiLock]
Be so fucking for real
Be so fucking for real
Be so fucking for real
They all pretend they independent but would jump at a deal, it's like
Be so fucking for real
Just be fucking for real
Be fucking for real
They trauma dumping, Imma force 'em in a blunt, get 'em sealed

[Verse 2: MiMiLock]
I don't know how to quit, I don't know how to stop
I just know how to spit, finna roll with the gods
Like I’m Percy, these pussy niggas trying to hurt me
But they lighter than curry when I slide with them 30s
Give me 5 minutes to pen divine writtens
You step to my twin and it's death, don't try winning
I’m next in my city, you stressed cause I’m busy
If I charged what I'm worth, probably would've made a milli by now
They want my spot, but all they really do is chill on the couch
These family ties lit the fire, ain't no sitting around
I got a mission and I’m on it, bars deeper than my pockets
Always moving, bitch, I sleep inside a rocket
Getting even with this Oddish get you Giga Drained, grass stains
All up on them Balmains, you chose the wrong game
The wrong player, it's MiMi the bar slayer
The pack got 'em all crazy, they stacking the wrong paper
I’m back and I’m beheading 'em, that is what I said to 'em
Fact is what I speak, so raps is what I eat
I nap with one eye free, ain’t lacking when I sleep
Y’all lacking empathy, your pack won’t ever link
Your hits won’t connect, my shit come correct
I’m rick with the pen, I rip, now you're dead
The tides and the moon, a side-by-side view
Together like glue, yeah, this might be the move

[Outro: MiMiLock]
Just maybe
I think I am the son of Poseidon
Tripping