Mist – Sickmade lyrics

M-i-s to the fucking t
Shadow on the beat
Yeah

I remember when I caught my bird
Couldn't catch my breath
Thinking about my chase
Feds got left
They had me thinking about my life
Life was a mess
Graveyard visits had a real n#igga stressed
The only thing promised in life is death
I'm going hard till this real niigga's dead
Daughter turn grown when I was in the pen
Brought tears to my eyes but I never let them shed
Communicating with the sky, blazing on my S
Pain in my heart, weight on my chest
Made the whistle blow like say I was a reff
I remember being broke, now the rooms full of creps
Make the spinner spin round like there spinning decks
Mack 10 squeeze till there ain't nothing left
I was moving hungry, now I'm getting fed
Fuck with my team, get filled up with lead
Pussy I was in the green, mamba by the zed
Now my face is in the scene fucking up the levs
Haze boy daily, don't fuck with no chedz
Plus I go gym daily, don't fuck with no steds
Fresh home wavey, blowing on the S
Came from my heart, straight from my chest
Shutdown Manny, everything blessed
Plus touch down cardiff, put the bouncers had a stress, pussy

Sickmade Karla's back, get robbed ain't getting your danas back
Sickmade Karla's back, get robbed ain't getting your danas back (eyy)
Sickmade Karla's back, get robbed ain't getting your danas back
Sickmade Karla's back, get robbed ain't getting your danas back

Me and Shak got the mack
For you niggas that want your buds back
Invested in straps, get clapped, where's your guns at?
Money is the motive, freshhome, where's your funds at?
Niggas got finesse for you pigs and your dung trap
Five finger discount on a box are you dumb akh
Harami Kala, ain't nothing getting run back
3, 5, 7, get spun, where your lungs at?
3, 5, 7, get spun, where your lungs at? (Shutdown)

These days I'm moving loopy, kinda aggy
Man talk shit, about shoot me, wanna bag me
Had me in the alley with two dirty sticks, yeah, it's MIST
But I'm moving like my name is Dirty Harry

Anything thing goes with the bally
Still got the Iraqlink with the mack thing
Moving skatty
Anything goes with the bally
Still got the Iraqlink with the mack thing
Moving skatty (Blacked out, blacked out)

Karla's back, get robbed ain't getting your danas back (eyy)
Sickmade Karla's back, get robbed ain't getting your danas back (eyy, eyy, what you saying MIST?)
Sickmade Karla's back, get robbed ain't getting your danas back (eyy, eyy, tell 'em, tell 'em)
Sickmade Karla's back, get robbed ain't getting your danas back (MIST, what you saying?)

Sickmade Karla's back
Sickmade Karla's back yeah yeah eh
Karla's back
Sickmade Karla's back
Karla's back