DESCRIPTION:
2015 PLATINUM STANDARD

Stream Mike B's latest mixtape "TWENTY04" here:
https://soundcloud.com/whosmikeb-1/sets/the-twenty04-mixtape

Directed | Edited by: Matt Johnson (https://www.youtube.com/user/TheCreativeHangarTv)

Prod. by: EOM (https://soundcloud.com/eom703)

Special Thanks to:
D9 Reserve (http://www.d9reserve.com/)
Escala (http://www.escalaktown.com/)

Website: http://www.platinum-standard.com/
Soundcloud: http://soundcloud.com/whosmikeb-1
Bandcamp: http://ww.whosmikeb.bandcamp.com
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Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/whos_mikeb
Instagram: http://instagram.com/mikebeeezy

LYRICS:

Platinum..

Welcome to the #Twenty04, Welcome to that #Twenty04, Welcome to that #Twenty04

Yeah.. whippin' in my '07 Honda, whippin' in my '07 Honda..

Verse 1:
I remember back in '06, used to ride around to old shit
Biggie, Jay, Pac, Nas, banged that Bone Thugs shit
Brothers I grew up with, I call my associates
Hung around them thugs, that moved drugs and even sold bricks
I ain't love it but i'm guilty of it too, food stamps wasn't cutting i was forced to make it through
So me and partner from back in the day
asked me, "How much more money can you stack in day?"
Cause I'm sick of no rent, no food, nightmares from '02
Papa wasn't round, mama working up at Whole Foods
Money hungry OD'ed, learned to pitch from OG's
Riding on my scooter, after school to pick up OZs
I chose school, you took a different route
My man he chose the hood and never seemed to make it out
He was caught up in the game, product of the pain
Getting accustomed to the change but we was brought all the same
Now I'm writing rhymes while he writes from his cell
I'm sitting here seeing life through his mail
Look, look I'm writing rhymes while he writes from his cell
I'm sitting here seeing life through his mail
And he's tellin me that I got this..

I tell em that I got this..

Verse 2:
I remember back in 09, I was still up on my same shit
Wayne shit, Ma$e hits, all up on that playlist
Slum Ville, Little Brother, other motivations
Had me dropping out of college, graduating to that 'Ye shit
My mama worried sick about the path that I chose
I'm 25 pants saggin, and I'm rapping at shows
I'm out drinking every week instead of stacking up dough
Resembling pop like features how i'm mackin' at hoes
I'm passionate tho, making sure before the casket is closed
I want million records and go it's platinum or gold
she told me, "Go get ya bachelor's, your MBA"
"Ma, I'm tryna make money like I'm in the NBA"
I used to envy these kids up on MTV Cribs
So I got Lo on that MPC quick,
From Recording in the closet to Cashin out deposits
from my 9 to 5, put into my 5 to 9
Working days around the clock, attitude is grind or die
No days off until I sign the dot, I swear to god mama I'm..
The greatest my city has ever see, but for now we'll just agree to disagree, and I tell her that I got this