Michelin Star lyrics
by Mick Jenkins
[Intro]
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[Verse]
Ayy, speakers knock, but I didn't get in by my lonely
Lighters up, I gotta burn one for the homies that forever stayed
Down since the only island that we seen was Stony
Water murky, that sh*t felt more like the Everglades
High-rises built just like Section 8, you trapped up there
Purgin' all this foo sh*t, know that you can smell the sage, you step in here
Baggin' up the Echinacea, what's the tea on me? He too low-key, I'm sellin' lemonadе
I stay out the way, it's n*ggas in the way, swear, thеy not in the way
And would feel a way if I mentioned names, this sh*t is strange
These n*ggas facts be opinion based, but not in your face
Shiftin' shapes when they in your space, I'm a square reader
A small circle and we ain't adding a hare, neither
We all tortoise, came out of my shell, n*ggas not here for the fair weather
Ain't under no spell, I know you smell what a n*gga cookin, I'm hungry as hell
These n*ggas gon' bear witness a Michelin star, could see it this far
Back when a n*gga was line cookin', I'm sous chefin' these days
Proof-readin' these plates with a fine-tooth comb, won't find a line crooked
Still castin' lines, now I'm hookin' big fish out these waves
Yeah, still remember when it was minimum wage, yeah
Remember n*ggas went through their parts, no complaints
Now the art get contaminated and hearts full of shade, tend not to harp on the hate
Ayy, speakers knock but I didn't get in by my lonely
Lighters up, I gotta burn one for the homies that forever stayed down