Poor Fool

It's Mike. It's Mike. It's Mike.

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Mike WiLL Made-It

Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do

I said close your mouth and eat

You make some paper

Then you make your own rules

Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do(2 Chainz)

I said close your mouth and eat

You make some paper

Then you make your own rules

I'm from the hood, it's evident

Used to sell drugs at my residence

Stayed in section 8 with relatives

Opportunity knockin' I let them in

I don't put voices on everything

I left them all like Ginobili

And if I'm not successful

Ain't nobody gon' come console me

I pray my momma quit smokin'

And my dad gotta get focused

I gotta table full of ace of spades

I don't fuck around with you jokers (ooh)

Ain't heard a word from my old friends

Heard they wanna kick my doors in

I done load up the 2-2-3

I'm so high they might call the goaltend, yeah

Lord knows, stash work in the console

So many autos in my garage

I can't open my car door

Ball on me like the Sun on me

Gettin' this bread

She said dropped crumbs on me

Walked in the club and got ones only

Need a tat on my stomach that say prawns only

Raised by single parent Black Women

They call me Tity Boi

'Cause she used to spoil me

She always told me, uh

Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do

(My Momma always said)

I said close your mouth and eat

You make some paper

Then you make your own rules

(My Momma always said aye, damn)

Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do

I said close your mouth and eat

You make some paper

Then you make your own rules (yeah)

Smoking on a yacht, call me Ricky Steamboat

Bags full of gas

Used to serve them through the screen door

Tryna flip a brick, Shaq at the free throw

Taught by Scarface, Brad Jordan, Al Pacino, wooo

No rules, most of my partnas homeschooled

Most of my partnas got charges

And I ain't talking about no mothafuckin' dodges yeah yeah

Trappin' up outta the college

I'm addicted to the rice at Benihana

Raised by a single parent black woman

They call me Tity Boi

'Cause she used to spoil me

She always told me, uh

Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do(Yeah)

I said close your mouth and eat

You make some paper

Then you make your own rules

(My Momma always said damn)

Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do

I said close your mouth and eat

You make some paper

Then you make your own rules