EST Gee - RIP LU MIKE

#ESTGee #RIPLuMike #Trending 🎶 RIP Lu Mike - Lyrics 🎶 Soon, I got this shit locked and loaded, they put the police on me The war been bogus, Kolby told 'em I had 200 on him The Nash ain't even want half to have you smashed for speakin' on him Once had to get the task, shit was too fast for local police Still free you till you land unless it's sealed, shit you can't show me You know I miss big bro Rico, he short, hope they parole him His mother Pearl look like "Girl," I learned that from Brody Up top with sawed-off, my little homie think he Monster Kody I know we scare 'em, but we can't spare 'em if we catch him loafin' I'm seein' shit change, my opps in graves, now they lil' cousins want it Age ain't a thing, get on my radar, then your time approachin' They rep, but they don't step, the God of War said he bless killers only RIP Lu Mike, took his own life drawin' down on his opponent They eyes was closed, so they wouldn't know, they just heard the four nick throwin' Even after he fell from shootin' himself, you scared to walk down on him He was like fourteen sliding with Lil' Green, puttin' bread on y'all big homie Press, press, press, press, press, get the extras Five-star powder, cowboy Dak Prescott Lionheart, I'm around for it when it's pressure I don't respect no nigga gettin' tipped off from detectives Call, sell it quickly, you don't wanna die, right? It's killers on the way to your place to get your mind right You wasn't surprised, you been spoke a few times, probably with your mom, right? You know that ain't alright, you know that ain't alright You know that ain't straight, nigga, how is that okay, nigga? Man, I hate a fake nigga, lame hit drank sipper Brick layer, I help build niggas, end up still switchin' back My face painted, holding on the Drac, waitin' on the spot where they be at Somehow, someway, even if my prey escape, I got the skill to track Every time I wake, every second of day, I'm thinkin' of catchin' a hat If I bumped into you and you know it's at, you know I'm uppin' strap My best advice, you back as if you don't, but you know shit splat Different when you leave the spot without a thought of getting back Two energies don't match, you want a name, he want a stat Then another one, and another one, and another one after that It's new niggas that think now since they in it, the score 'posed to reset So fuck keeping score, it's just gonna be war till it's just us left Learned as a lil' boy, applyin' force is what get you respect You know you got floored if you don't hear no noise, I banged that stick The young Shiners starter kit, the dog, you hit something with your blick, man Press, press, press, press, press, get the extras Five-star powder, cowboy Dak Prescott Lionheart, I'm around for it when it's pressure I don't respect no nigga gettin' tipped off from detectives Call, sell it quickly, you don't wanna die, right? It's killers on the way to your place to get your mind right You wasn't surprised, you been spoke a few times, probably with your mom, right? You know that ain't alright, you know that ain't alright Don’t forget to like, share, and subscribe for more hard-hitting street anthems and real storytelling from EST Gee! Hit the notification bell 🔔 to stay updated with his latest music. 🎵 EST Gee delivers raw emotion and unfiltered street reality with RIP Lu Mike. This track is a tribute, filled with pain, reflection, and powerful lyricism that showcases his signature style and real-life storytelling.