Mesus – 98

Mesus – 98 Lyrics

Artist: Mesus
Song: 98

Why is there a phone holder in here?
Who writes on their phone?
I-I-I, I use paper, you know?
You know, like the old days

Uh-hmm
We recordin’?
Oh sh#t!
Dear older me, get a load of me

Came a long way, from doin’ shows for free
Yeah, used to free style in my homie’s Jeep
Now, my flow ’bout to buy me a home and jeep
Facts, facts

One hunnid, all I’ve ever been
f#ck rap, if you want to brawl, we can get it in
Been dope with a pen, way before Eminem
Only white boy in a cypher, and didn’t flinch

Facts, facts
Let’s talk about song writin’
Stats, stats
Let’s talk about streams

Let’s talk about, I’m talkin’ about, facts
While you muh’f#ckers talkin’ about dreams
Snacks, snacks
Let’s talk about y’all bitin’

Crack, crack
Let’s talk about fiends
‘Cause, b#tch, I’m dope, and b#tch, you broke
So, you can keep your two cents

I’ve been one hunnid, since ninety-eight
Do the math, who got raps
Datin’ back since nintey-eight?
Aye-aye

On my mama, I’ll prolly be ninety-eight
‘Fore I put this mic down
So, you can keep your two cents
I’ve been one hunnid, since ninety-eight

Do the math, who got raps
Datin’ back, since nintey-eight?
Aye-aye
On my mama, I’ll prolly be ninety-eight

‘Fore I put this mic down
Tell these haters, pipe down
Dear present me, I’m presently
The beast, under the bed, you never see

But you know it’s there, an’ I know you scared
‘Cause, when I show up, ya ‘on’t ever speak
Facts, facts
I see fear, and you hate this, fake b#tch

You prolly sit, when you take a piss, make hits
Got the spirit of greatness
Run up on the stage, an’ yo’ band go ape sh#t
Ridin’ in a Caddy, wit’ a semi-automatic

Ain’t no mothaf#ckin’ care in the world
Shorty got a fatty, an’ she rollin’ up a fatty
Think I might just have to make her my girl
An’ I ain’t smoked in years, had to focus, had to clear

Hit the sh#t, I might never come down
But I ain’t gotta smoke, in order to tell a f#ckin’ joke
I swear this sh#t has got me laughin’ out loud
‘Cause, it’s so, it’s so funny

You think I care ’bout what you think
They say, you are what you eat
So, I stay off of news feeds, ooh-wee
I always gave my all, but never gave a f#ck

So, trust me, I won’t ever let your two cents leave me bankrupt
So, you can keep your two cents
I’ve been one hunnid, since ninety-eight
Do the math, who got raps

Datin’ back since nintey-eight?
Aye-aye
On my mama, I’ll prolly be ninety-eight
‘Fore, I put this mic down

So, you can keep your two cents
I’ve been one hunnid, since ninety-eight
Do the math, who got raps
Datin’ back, since nintey-eight?

Aye-aye
On my mama, I’ll prolly be ninety-eight
‘Fore I put this mic down
Tell these haters, pipe down, yeah
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Release Year: 2019

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