(Stop ringin' it)
'Cause when you're near me everything is right
Nothing I can do is wrong with you
It's Big fucking Mike
Nothing I can do is wrong with you
Uh, through the city, I can't do too much of looking up
My sister hit me, tryna push me say I'm good enough
150 for the kush is what I'm putting up
I keep it-, uh, uh
Through the city, I can't do too much of looking up
My sister hit me, tryna push me say I'm good enough
150 for the kush is what I'm putting up
I keep it hundiddy, one foot inside of crooked stuff
My trust iffy, once pitied when I shouldn't have
You bunch trippy, one shimmy, that the look of love
Tough kidney cut busy, why I couldn't run
Young kitty, tongue grizzly for a sugarplum
More than I really want, you said it's time we had that talk
Like, is this really us?
Sick times, barred inside that Philly bus
It's Big Mike, had to crawl before I really jumped
Or lift like it's my all, gotta give a bunch
And sit tight through the fog, it be bigger floods
And midnights full of thoughts, I be quick to tuck
Like to live life be the cause when there isn't none
Or the gift might be abroad under different sun
Noah clipped mines, being lost tryna give a fuck
Through the city I can't do too much of looking up, huh, huh
(Nothing I can do is wrong with you)
Through the city I can't do too much of looking up, huh, huh
(Nothing I can do is wrong with you)