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brett michael - national player's anthem freestyle lyrics

(intro to song: introduces his next mixtape concept whereas he will be hitting five major citys with these five next tapes. houston being the first, then atl, then la, chicago, then ny.)
brett michael, he’s such a player, mind too sharp, wonder why my d major, and that ain’t all he got to say, l cruise’n in the chevy, j walk the j’s, oh, brett michael, he’s such a player, mind too sharp, wonder why my d major, and that ain’t all he got to do, bringing brett mike straight to you, yeah, running sh-t presidentally, even a blind squirrel finds a nut eventually so i try not to pat myself on the back, driving that april, i’m just tryna bring may back, crack cocaine on the block when i was growing up, fatter bags the only way to really show your homies up, and you best believe i got people in uptown, acouple dudes that would ink you up for a bust down, shoutout to mike, man did my chest peice for my boy big wil, rest in peace, yeah, and not a day goes by where i don’t get high and look up to the sky and ask why? why we got to lose the people that we love? at least i got acouple angels looking out above, but i’d rather have them here with me, i look at you and i hear whitney, like someone tell houston we got a problem, heard they got some weight so i’mma rob them, corn on the cob them. you just some yellow belly sons of b-tches, terrified of seeing a friend go from rags to riches. you thinking that the fame gon’ change me? good, get the picture man, the frame won’t change me. yeah, guess it depends on how you looking though, say you working hard but it depends on how you cooking though, cook it slow, yeah, savor the taste man. i ain’t even trying, i ain’t even change my pace man. danny granger, 33, i’m moving forward through the club without a fake i.d. to the v.i.p. shawty followed me, me, brett michael, i got this. next thing you know shawty want me slaying, next thing you know it feels like i’m playing f-cking fetch. i’m seeing all these visions in my mind and these lines are bringing them to life like an etch a sketch. you f-ck with the movement you catching reck, yeah that boy brett michael, he don’t give a heck, he don’t give a sh-t b-tch, he just tryna get rich quick, do us a favor and hoop off his d-ck, or do a split, i don’t even care, b-tch you ain’t even thick, i quit

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