Nothing to Me

[Hook: Jean Deaux]

Tired of fuckin' around

They know its nothing to me

Niggas is going insane

Cause they know they ain't fuckin' wit me

[Verse 1: Alex Wiley]

Big gats in the back of the ride

Big stacks finna rap cause I'm high

Niggas know that they fooped in the back of they mind

Cause its time right now I'mma capitalize

These old niggas mad huh?

You still ain't know you jagged huh?

Mad cause I'm swagged up

Used to talk down til they got passed up

Muhfucka who hot as me?

Prodical prodigy, bitch ain't no stoppin' me

Put words together like fuckin' apostrophes

Musical odyssey, what is inside of me

Gotta get em out, gotta get em out

He don't like it? Nigga fuck dude, sit em down

Always talkin bout something he don't know shit about

Finna kill the game, niggas runnin round

Innit now

Ridin shotty, ridin shotty

It's a private party

Yo bitch is with me, finna ride the pony

Got the biggest tits, vibrate the phone

I hit the swisher I hit the bong

Talkin money, well get along

Get along

Classic records I'm sittin on

I blow they minds then send em home

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Monster Mike]

I can't stunt I'mma sad dude

If someone took your favorite shit from you, you'd be sad too

Its crazy I been fuckin' with this shit for the past 5

But I ain't tryna die and shit, I'm not about that life

At least I got rap right? Ain't never been just Mike

Cause when I rhyme the words on these lil beats it be just right

I'm finna save the world but if I can't then the hoods fine

And niggas hate on me cause they don't know what they look like

If you don't really care you gotta fuck wit me

Cause we got that in common, that won't change til I'm in coffin

Even then it probably wouldn't, other stuff does

Ion know, if you like I rap good

Then you will probably catch this reference

I been flexin' on my good and shit

Monster Mike the optimist, dipped got on that Harden shit

Still ain't saved a bitch, since I found out how that shit always ends

Plus ya mans needs all his ends so if you see me with a broad

I promise I'm not with the broad, I swear she could do all my friends

Some of 'em did some of 'em, a few of 'em did all of them

If you took offense well my bad bitch, I just be talking shit

That's when they get to stuntin', but its nothing

Well its something, cause its funny, I be chuckling

Looking at them like the Rock and shit

But fuck them baby, they ain't got it like this

Let me see your phone, I'm tryna lock me in

You supa raw, I'm eating and

I'm probably dude you leaving with

I'm kinda cool, but I'm real real hot

Fuck wit me now, cause on the real I'll be gone

Still stealing bics, then slam the bitch

Then pass the bitch, cause my name is Ahmad

You know my hands be active and I'm beatin that shit in every since

I tweaked on my lil fingers cause they asking and I feel that shit

I think there's different kinds of pain

Just like there's different kinds of stains

Just like there's different kinds of gangs

But my shit I put on my face

I'm bout that life, niggas hate

But them niggas crazy, they don't rap like Mike

I wonder how cold I'm finna end up since I write all the time

I wonder if my crib's on Clark & Lake, since I got all the lines

I wonder if I'll ever have a kid, yo bitch ate all of mine!

[Hook 2: Monster Mike & Alex Wiley]

That's what I like to get into

Hittin' stains, finna make us hit you

We don't give a fuck bout shit dude

Came outta that E-Class

My shit ain't no rental

That's that whip that I get into

Can't drive, I hope I don't hit you

Still don't give no fuck bout shit dude

Came outta that G5

My shit ain't no rental