Mike Stud - Wall Street lyrics

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Could have been on Wall Street

Should have been on the ball team

Can give a fuck about your team

Cause I don’t really feel none of your morpheme

Wall Street, Wall Street

Wall Street, Wall Street

Wall Street, Wall Street

And when I’m starting rising

They got all the eyes on me

Wall Street

Head drive _____ the car seat

And if you’re asking what casts me

Honestly nothing cause it calls me

Kill them soft

This ain’t a movie

But I’m on the rail

Still with a few Gs

Like I’m going to hell

And I’m trying to stay

I got a pocket full of phone bills

I’m talkin’ cake

That makes you heatin’

Sweet Jesus

And my Louis says don’t sign the release

Call them and release

Cause they all want peace

Wall Street

Could have been on Wall Street

Should have been on the ball team

Can give a fuck about your team

Cause I don’t really feel none of your morpheme

Wall Street, Wall Street

Wall Street, Wall Street

Wall Street, Wall Street

And when I’m starting rising

They got all the eyes on me

Wall Street

We’re on a party with passwords

On rocks with ______

Jacket full of green like the masters

Tryin’ to smoke

Then we find the holes

Ghosts, Casper

No we can’t remember shit all summers

Brought so many joints

Cause you won’t get a break from me

You’re gonna lay up

So it’s mine

So I’ll take it for free

It’s late night

The door man

Let him in , the door man

Send him up

Get him there

Get him back

Let him in

And that’s why I don ‘t fuck with tender men

Cause on spring shot

And then it’s up on Instagram

Damn

Could have been on Wall Street

Should have been on the ball team

Can give a fuck about your team

Cause I don’t really feel none of your morpheme

Wall Street, Wall Street

Wall Street, Wall Street

Wall Street, Wall Street

And when I’m starting rising

They got all the eyes on me

Wall Street

At 21 I had a mid life crisis

And I ain’t losing my head

It isn’t the nicest

I just take the cars

I just pay it for

And then plan it

And then panic

But now I’m makin’ more

Fuck Dallas I need Thomas

Fuck promise I need progress

And nowadays I just rage and then I get the bill

I hit the stage and I get some Ks

Like I’m picturing it still

And I’m gonna win more like Seattle

Cause what it matters they ain’t running shit

I’m young and I’m fucking the game up

I’m making my way up

Straight up

I stay up

Like the plane from Malaysia

Could have been on Wall Street

Should have been on the ball team

Can give a fuck about your team

Cause I don’t really feel none of your morpheme

Wall Street, Wall Street

Wall Street, Wall Street

Wall Street, Wall Street

And when I’m starting rising

They got all the eyes on me

Wall Street

Motherfucker