Urban Lyrics - R&B, Rap, Hip-Hop, Soul, Gospel & Reggae Lyrics
"Carrera" lyrics by MIKE G
Submit Lyrics     |     Correct Lyrics     |     Request Lyrics     |     New Albums     |     Contact Form     |     Links
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # v/a
Print friendly version

[feat. Vince Staples]

[Hook - Vince Staples:]
I spit with the passion of christ who abandoned me
Life's a game of love and war, everyones a casualty
I casually, kill them all
Tell me why you mad at me
You lucky that I let you breathe
But on the trill, I'm just triple beam, scheming
Double murder dreaming
Aim a eagle at any nigga giving me a reason
I'm a demon, rollin with a legion
Colder than the bitches decomposing in the freezer

[Verse 1 - Mike:]
Cooking up crack as if music is my kitchen
I became godzilla with the poorest disposition
I went through this shit believing that everything was written
I was wrong because that would make this entire world fiction
That's false your info is inaccurate
I'd die for this like Martyrs but a little more passionate
Cause if it came down to it I kill for it
Coal still fine
Want them triple six to greasers
Bodys didn't disappear
We threw them in the lake and
Moved them to the next name on my list of niggas waitin
Which would leave the widows with heart aches and
Then we move to the list of bitches bein patient
Uhh, I kill em by the 8th and
Get paid in pounds
So now I'm sellin weight and
Now there's fans waitin
Just for a chance to see him
Worldwide they sayin that they need him
Fuck a hometown hero I'm a legion in my region

[Hook - Vince Staples]

[Verse 2 - Mike G:]
I was so sick, knew that she couldn't resist it
With words so slick, I pass a Limitless Resistance
I'm suggesting you should pay for this
When I'd rather write no need for honorable mention
Ask who I work with they ask "Who do you like?"
Well I don't look up to no other niggas but MellowHype
And like, Vince and Ace and shit, and Earl and Frank and then
There's Matt Martians, Syd of course Earl again and Domo Gen
Don't know who else to trust, you know my luck switch
So who I fuck with, niggas I came up with
Raised with respect I must've lost it along the way
I hope don't see the shit I say to chicks like every fucking day
Tell a bitch to pick up a book and read between the lines
I watch 'em close, but these bitches ain't as precious as my time
I want money for generations, only then will I be fine
After I cop a white Porsche, and name it Cloud 9

[Hook - Vince Staples]

Found a mistake in "Carrera" song lyrics? Please correct it!

Back to all MIKE G lyrics

Thank you for choosing UrbanLyrics.com!
We will never show you a blank page instead of song lyrics.
Top Song Lyrics Of The Week

"Hot Nigga"

by J. COLE
Top 3 R&B, Rap, Hip-Hop, Soul, Gospel, Reggae artists by lyrics popularity this month

#1 KEVIN GATES lyrics
#2 DRAKE lyrics
#3 NICKI MINAJ lyrics
Our Respect
Top 100 Lyrics
Alive Lyrics
Submit Lyrics | Correct Lyrics | Request Lyrics | Privacy Policy | Advertising Information | Contact Form | Links
"Carrera" lyrics is property and copyright of its actual owners and provided for educational purposes and personal use only.
Copyright ©2006-2015 UrbanLyrics