what we do is wrong
jones, mike
but i'm a hustler fo' life
give me that butter or all white
cause that's just not my life
i roll up and down the block
hit the block move butter
cause i'm straight from the gutter
i'm standing in my b-boy stance
like kicking a kick stand
and my two feet i use to stand
coming real soon to your shelf
and it's gon move off the shelf
i'm the only one left in the game
swisha house what i claim
that be screaming out my name
i'm getting better for the cheddar
still the wood north mayn
mike jones gon forever get his change
and the color change gang
when it hit the stores mayn
that's the album name mayn
you ain't even in the game
talking bout you can do what i do
you will never ever fill up my shoes
and when i get it i swear
you gon be looking shitty mayn
mike jones be gripping grain