Wiz Khalifa, LaRussell & Mike G Beatz

Wiz Khalifa, LaRussell & Mike G Beatz – I Might Be (feat. Michael Prince) Lyrics

I Might Be

Wiz Khalifa, LaRussell & Mike G Beatz (feat. Michael Prince)

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"I Might Be." - Wiz Khalifa, LaRussell & Mike G Beatz (feat. Michael Prince)

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 04:01 pm

Album: Kush + Orange Juice 2

Track No: 07

With the same gang
With the same gang
I'm always with the same gang
I'm always with the same gang
I'm always with the same gang
I'm always with the same gang
I don't want the beat if it ain't Mike G
And I don't even want the bitch if she don't like weed
I dropped the top, a warm day with a nice breeze
I roll up a fat J, that's a tight squeeze
I've been doing the same thing since I was nineteen
A young ****, big chain, and a white tee
I always did my own thing, so they don't like me
Am I really a boss? Hell yeah, I might be
Am I really a boss? Hell yeah, I might be
I see another million dollars, that's a light week
I'll make a movie, all I need is the right beat
I'll take a girl out the country, let her sight-see
You got all your dogs with you 'cause your flight chеap
I got all my dogs with me, yeah, this side deep
Whеn you this real, you ain't got to worry 'bout streams
When you a OG, you try to build the team
Don't throw it in they face, get it behind the scenes
I fell asleep on the jet that's a billion-dollar dream
Kicking it with my two kids that's a picture-perfect evening
Wake up and get to work, I don't even need a reason
Start up another business, got me looking like a genius
My car go fast, I don't need the keys in
She gon' give the whole thing up, she ain't teasing
Told 'em I was gon' do it but damn they ain't believe him
Now I got cribs for every season
And I don't even want the bitch if she don't like weed
I dropped the top on a warm day with a nice breeze
I roll up a fat J, that's a tight squeeze
I've been doing the same thing since I was nineteen
A young ****, big chain, and a white tee
I always did my own thing, so they don't like me
Am I really a boss? Hell yeah, I might be
Aye
Am I really a boss? Hell yeah, I might be
Remember all I ever wanted was a hundred bands?
Been hustling since Raj made "Running Man"
I'm spreading love, I ain't walking 'round with gun in hand
I'm tryna drop my daughter off and make a hundred bands
I give this life what I can, let go what I can't
This a fresh coat, blow on the paint
I make a band, do my dance, do it for Saint
How I get this far indie? Did what they can't
It's not too many feelings better than filling the bank
If **** had to fill my shoes, they probably faint
I give thanks to the Lord, he blessing me heavy
All I wanted was some hoes in a box Chevy
I guess the goals that I set was smaller than me
I was a leader 'fore I had **** following me
They like the internet, they follow a G
Send and reflect on my life as I swallow my tea
Remember all I ever wanted was a hundred bands?
Been hustling since Raj made "Running Man"
I'm spreading love, I ain't walking 'round with gun in hand
I'm tryna drop my daughter off and make a hundred bands
I get this life what I can, let go what I can't
This a fresh coat, blow on the paint
I make a band, do my dance, do it for Saint
How I get this far indie? Did what they can't
Huh?
Ten steps ahead of these ****
Yeah, that's why they fuck with me instead of these ****

Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Larussell Thomas, Khaled Elali, Michael Ghorbani & Michael Prince.

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