Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Just This Last Time, artist - Mickey Factz. Album song 740 Park Avenue, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.02.2016
Record label: Museum Mick
Song language: English
Just This Last Time |
I had a dream yo I seen Hov but you know how sleep scenes go |
I was at my moms house bunkbed I had when I was 13 |
Knocked out, heard the doorbell ring that’s when I walked out answered it and |
saw Jay-Z with this Porsche out |
What he wanna talk about he said Mickey I’ve been following for years but the |
way you do your shit is like you’re trying disappear |
I pulled him out of a chair told him about Mause and how art was getting weird |
and how it gets revered in hip-hop |
Oh shit, he asked me when I started rapping about it, 0−6, he said same here |
During that kingdom come shit in the dream started fading I was so sick |
He said he wanna manage me and don’t trip I’ma make you so rich don’t quit your |
passion go tough |
I swear to Lauren, I was so mad I woke up that last time |
Just this last time (x4) |
I know this guy he got a girlfriend, and if he happy why he got another girl |
then |
And if she finds out about him then his world ends |
I know them both so I’m caught up in a world wind |
This chick is the baddest, ass is the fattest, got a great job smarter than |
your average |
He tell her that she perfect, but he can’t stop flirting |
He’s determined, what’s the purpose if he do it on purpose |
I give him good advice but I don’t really think it’s working |
He said he going to stop but he can’t stop thirsting |
That’s a bad sign, reality is blurred every single damn line his fantasy is |
deterred |
What he needs, that’s why I tell him to act wise, baptize that vibe that need |
to be chastised |
I pray that he don’t let this woman pass by, I don’t think he will |
But he keeps telling me, Mickey just this last time |
Been rapping for a minute, wishing that I didn’t |
Trying to make a living but this killing me to get it |
Yeah my minds brilliant, it’s filled with a million different visions |
That I deal with the visions a little different |
Picture a drug dealer, he went from nicks to bricks |
So he hired thug killers like real blood spillers |
Like stash in the safe place wanna leave the game but he can’t |
Because the paper chase is all up in his brain |
He wanna make enough to pay people for their worth |
But because he hates the cuffs he dreams of building a church |
Way scale came to life, he don’t deal with Paypal |
He pay pals to make it right, good and bad pay the price |
We so similar peep how we |
If I can just do this last hit I can make it rich then I’ll quit |
I’ll just count my cash fine, I swear that on everything I love, I’m done |
But just this last time |