RMC Mike - Music Is Never Ending Lyrics

      

Music Is Never Ending
by RMC Mike

(It's a Wayne beat)(Good lookin' Cali)(Fuck the fire, we got grease)

 Hmm, a million dollars cash to get a city smacked
I'll send a nigga up there where Remy at, hmm
Reloaded off the Perc's, bought a fifty pack
Actin' like P. Diddy, told her, "Bitch, she gotta gimme that"
But I'll never take it
Hmm, keep it real with everybody, I'll never fake it
Finesse 'em out a bag, I told 'em that it never made it
How you rap about a million dollars but you never made it?
"Mikе, have you ever caught a body?" I'll nеver say it
She want a thousand dollars for the pussy, l'll never pay it
They say they like bro music, but I'll never play it
I show love to everybody, bro, I never hated
Hell yeah, her pussy good, but I'll never hate it
She only call when she want some dick, bro, we never dated
This nigga pulled out a pint of pop, I'll never drink it
If you ain't got a gaffer for me, then we never linkin'
Bitch, we never chillin'
We rich now, bitch, my bank account over seven digits
Tried to hit the ho' sober, gave her seven minutes
M.I.N.E. Entertainment, bitch, music is never endin'
I used to rob niggas, now l be on television
I used to wanna sell dope but now I got a better vision
I'm tryna drop that '25 V , it got a better engine
Help lil' bro knock off the beef, but I was never in it
Bitch, I'm never goin' and she never comin'
Dropped it like a dime in my pocket, got a better woman
Sold Unc' 200 grams but I stretched a hunnid
Bitch sneezed on my dick, I got a blessin' comin'
Bitch, let me see you shake that ass, this a tip drill
Ri' threw an alley off the glass, I'mma windmill
Accurate with the K, I hit his ass through the windshield
And no, we did not sign a deal but we a big deal
His head came in a box like a kid's meal
Caught him lackin' buyin' liquor out in Wigsville
Fuck a Hellcat, I kinda like how this Benz feel
We both made 2M Digital, me and Phil
I think my brotha' got a million dollars on hand, cash
Everybody in this room tryna fuck, where your friends at?
Jus' seen a white man in Walmart rockin' a Sam's hat
We left a hunnid shots in his whip, he need to stand back
Hmm, we cut his arms off, he want his hands back
I put the guns down, bring the hands back
Left out the crib at 9AM, brought a ten back
And I think I left with a Glock, I brought a FN back
Hmm, bitch left by herself, but brought her friend back
Bitch hit me with a sneaky smile, I had to grin back
Sixty thousand on me, all blues, you can't bend that
How the fuck you think I'm in a striker if the VINs match?
I think we dropped everybody, still gon' spend back
You tried to stack a million dollars, bro, just spent that
Bitch said she wasn't fuckin' at all, bro, just hit that
She hit me off with some head before the kickback
Bitch hit me with a leg, I threw her kick back
I can get a lot of people dropped for a knick-knack
I just hit my bitch best friend, she want her lick back
I know she suck the dick good, she
Got a big back
She got a big cat, she got big lips
I can tuck a old chop', I got big hips
Bitch tried to drive the boat, I got a stick shift
It's 2025, you don't wanna make my shit list I went to Wafi, guaranteed that my shit hit
"He just a fat nigga with a gun," Old big bitch
Grinded out the mud, the main goal was to get rich
Drinkin' free pints, the deposit only ten cents