Correction Lyrics Microphone by Nate Good

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Still prefer to write alone, Captain in my styrofoam
Just me and myself, and then my motherf*cking microphone
Still prefer to write alone, Captain in my styrofoam
Just me and myself, and then my...
And then my motherf*cking microphone

This my f*cking microphone, and this my song
I gotta do it right for anyone who did me wrong, yeah
Got that shit on lock down
I got that shit on lock down

Yeah
Thought this shit would be simple, I'm glad that it wasn't
But now I got flows in abundance
A bottle of tito's, a bag of some funyuns
Late night in the studio bumping
Just wanna do shit that I want to do
Get me a performance at Bonnaroo
This life is so beautiful, isn't it?
As long as I take care of business
Bridges I'm burning: it's bitter sweet
You are not worthy of bitter tweets
I've always been at the best on my own
Don't you worry at all, imma make it in time

Throw shade on me, throw shade on me
Can't dull my shine
Bitch hate on me, bitch hate on me
Hoe, I'll be fine

f*ck with a mind, and nobody will follow
Got her on top like she singing Soprano
Slow it down, baby
I like it legato
You're boosting my confidence, check my bravado
I hope that these bitches are jealous
I think that it's good for my ego
I'm turning the life I live into a movie
And keeping them busy like Regal
For all of my people
Including the people who thought this impossible
Isn't it comical?
I went from atrocious to decent to good
And now all of my shit is phenomenal
I'm worried about living my life
Like I give a f*ck if you smile
The fact that you're old and you're angry
And don't like my music's the reason I turn up the dial
Turn it up loud

This my f*cking microphone, and this my song
I gotta do it right for anyone who did me wrong, yeah
Got that shit on lock down
I got that shit on lock down
This my f*cking microphone, and this my song
I gotta do it right for anyone who did me wrong, yeah
Got that shit on lock down
I got that shit on lock down

Recorded that shit, I was hammered as f*ck
Just having fun with it
Treat the beat like a p*ssy and make it my mission to punish it
I been here working away, I keep losing track of the clock
Never been good with a schedule
It never arrive on the dot, but grown up a lot
I promise you
People can vouch: I'm an honest dude
I do what I gotta do just like a lot of you
Life it has broken me down into molecules

But it break you down, just to make you strong
You can take your time, just don't take too long

Yeah
This shit didn't happen by accident
I keep getting sicker, I keep getting iller
I might go on tour with an ambulance
The top getting closer, I measure in tapes that I make
It's a race
Hoe, I run with it
Single and hope that it breaks
'Till we're raking in bread and dividing the cake

[Climb]
Still prefer to write alone, Captain in my styrofoam
Just me and myself, and then my motherf*cking microphone
Still prefer to write alone, Captain in my styrofoam
Just me and myself, and then my...
And then my motherf*cking microphone

And this my song
I gotta do it right for anyone who did me wrong, yeah
Got that shit on lock down
I got that shit on lock down
This my f*cking microphone, and this my song
I gotta do it right for anyone who did me wrong, yeah
Got that shit on lock down
I got that shit on lock down

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