BOGMIRE ft. Mediocre Mane Lyrics

I just hit my money dance we laughing all way up to the store

Spark up sticky thraxx ain't high enough man I just need some more

Go white boy hit your jig

Don't fuck it up you'll make it big

That's all I hear 'em say but they still hating like some fucking lames.

Buying top shelf for the Low

(Low)

Sticky got me acting slow

(Slow)

I just dropped a new track but I think I'll drop 100 more

(100 more)

Call me no faith cause I got no faith in these fucking hoes

Hash slinging slasher I love hash herb please no grabba though

I don't really care Whatchu say

I've heard it all y'all sound the same

My heart of ice, I'll roll the dice, I'll take my chances ain't fucking with fakes

Smoking back woods in the back woods

Jason Vorhees in the mountains

I just think y'all got it backwards

Always out here fucking doubting huh

The difference between me and you Motherfucker

Is I put my whole energy in the Project I don't fuck around

And I don't waste no time cause this music shit isn't a object To show off

I do it to prove to myself that I'm better than I really think and I get my Emotions

Straight off of my chest this the real of the real the raw of the energy

All of you Fuck off I know you ain't feeling me

In the future I know you gonna envy me

Can't party that bottle be tempting me

But I be smoking up tree Johnny apple seed

Stay focused ain't nothing in this world free

Hard working my conscious be haunting me

Getting stronger every time I learn to heal the bleed

This close to the off switch no we still gotta go

And make are own bags yuh

Make some shit to last yuh

None of this familiar shit that you used to oh that's sad huh

I could never sound the same I switch up every track

Me and Mediocre Mane staying cooking breaking bad huh