"Lunch Break Freestyle" lyrics
mgk Lyrics
Shout out Turbo on the beat
Yeah
Hey, I'm 15 years in the game
Back hungry like I'm 18, baby on the way on a 128th though
Cleveland
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Hold on
Walk in the room and I know what I'm supposed to do (bitch)
Separate real from the fake, even pictures I take, I gotta crop you out this shit, you know I ain't posting you (yeah)
I could say less 'cause I do more than you
I'd rather get paid less and have real homies than have loyalty off a paycheck by whoever's affording you
Let this cracker talk, got number one albums and rapping, got number ones when I rock
Suffering brain damage, woke up, I don't know right from wrong
I get a key to the city, I go to the prisons, I'm letting the trappers out
I'm at the top of the Terminal Tower, I'm holding the belt like I'm Pacquiao
They should memorialize where I'm standing now
I came out of real trauma, my brother fought his own cousins with me in the club 'cause they bugging, that's real honor
Searching for validation through these females 'cause I needed my real momma
My daddy wasn't shit, I had two daughters stepped up and became a real father
(Yeahhhh)
Hold up, hold up
Lock in, lock in
My pen is healing like penicillin before I had 20 million
I was picking lint out my pocket penny pinching
Pay attention to how I reposition the shitty conditions I was given
From losing to winning, from saving to spending
Picking up a call from one of my boys in the penitentiary
And he'll be home soon, God willing
Every decision I made to attaining the dream world
Is coming to fruition in the third dimension
You gotta really listen on these records I'm giving you gems
And I'm not talking about rocks that glisten
No pots to piss in, just tunnel vision
So you never let anyone's opinion block your intuition
You gotta stay driven on this impossible mission
You gotta make sure that a sequel coming after this one
The meek will inherit the earth, good riddance
Everybody equal but some of us built different
Yeah, type shit
Fucking Midwest Mafia EST 2026, we activated though
Bitch
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
Yeah
Hey, I'm 15 years in the game
Back hungry like I'm 18, baby on the way on a 128th though
Cleveland
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Hold on
Walk in the room and I know what I'm supposed to do (bitch)
Separate real from the fake, even pictures I take, I gotta crop you out this shit, you know I ain't posting you (yeah)
I could say less 'cause I do more than you
I'd rather get paid less and have real homies than have loyalty off a paycheck by whoever's affording you
Let this cracker talk, got number one albums and rapping, got number ones when I rock
Suffering brain damage, woke up, I don't know right from wrong
I get a key to the city, I go to the prisons, I'm letting the trappers out
I'm at the top of the Terminal Tower, I'm holding the belt like I'm Pacquiao
They should memorialize where I'm standing now
I came out of real trauma, my brother fought his own cousins with me in the club 'cause they bugging, that's real honor
Searching for validation through these females 'cause I needed my real momma
My daddy wasn't shit, I had two daughters stepped up and became a real father
(Yeahhhh)
Hold up, hold up
Lock in, lock in
My pen is healing like penicillin before I had 20 million
I was picking lint out my pocket penny pinching
Pay attention to how I reposition the shitty conditions I was given
From losing to winning, from saving to spending
Picking up a call from one of my boys in the penitentiary
And he'll be home soon, God willing
Every decision I made to attaining the dream world
Is coming to fruition in the third dimension
You gotta really listen on these records I'm giving you gems
And I'm not talking about rocks that glisten
No pots to piss in, just tunnel vision
So you never let anyone's opinion block your intuition
You gotta stay driven on this impossible mission
You gotta make sure that a sequel coming after this one
The meek will inherit the earth, good riddance
Everybody equal but some of us built different
Yeah, type shit
Fucking Midwest Mafia EST 2026, we activated though
Bitch
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
