Mitch Monday - Walk-in Lyrics

I'm not hungry for this life bro I'm starving
Don't want my name written I just really want it carved in
Needa big crib I can't f*ck with no apartment
I'm Bouncing off the hate bro 'm really made of carbon
And I'm spicy like some hot sauce
Rolling in the drop top
I'ma Real soul the Money older than yo pop pop
Running up a beat we get to hacking like it's watch dogs
Session going long I'm rapping till it's lock jaw

They say Mitchy fell off he ain't drop in a minute
I ain't rushing no shit
That's why I'm properly winning
Been in Mass so long feel like my tropical thinning
We got them opposite feelings

But same man when I
Walk in collar popping out my vest
I don't recognize a soul
But still puffing out my chest
When I WALK IN know my confidence is kept
Give a f*ck about impressions
So why should i impress em when I walk in
Aint no instagram check
We ain't gotta play the role
We just gotta keep it fresh when we WALK IN
Knows it's all good when I walk in

Make money everyday week
I Gotta place sorry man you ain't staying with me
They be Begging for a handout weren't their from the start
I ain't give 'em no bread
And now they blatantly hating on me
I'm Stationed in Mass but I was raised in the leafs
But I ain't fazed by degrees lower than the age of g

I'm a Uptown killa
Feel the need to splurge that's a buss down blizzard
I could make it work in a run down villa
Suns out guns out chilling
What,what,what

I don't really care
I'm going back to the city
So I can rap in the city
Better than half of the city
If im feeling lucky
Might go bag a lil bitty
But like Listen real close
Speaking facts do you get me

WALK IN collar popping out my vest
I don't recognize a soul
But still puffing out my chest
When I WALK IN know the confidence is kept
Give a f*ck about impressions
So why should i impress em when I walk in
Aint no instagram check
We ain't gotta play the role
We just gotta keep it fresh when we WALK IN
Know it's all good when we walk in

All of y'all are trash cans
When I give a compliment I swear it's like a backhand
Sorry but we past friends
Never looking back eyes front like a dash cam
Punching through these barriers f*ck about a wrapped hand
Another day another message
Go for breakfast
Money out like let then bread in
Now they begging
They loving money like a fetish
Another dead end
You can see me at the wedding

WALK IN collar popping out my vest
I don't recognize a soul
But still puffing out my chest
When I WALK IN know the confidence is kept
Give a f*ck about impressions
So why should i impress em when I walk in
Aint no instagram check
We ain't gotta play the role
We just gotta keep it fresh when we WALK IN
Know it's all good when we walk in