MILE A MINUTE (feat. Josh Maitre)

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Everybody wanna gangster
But when we question them
Got no answer
I don't wanna hold them all up for ransom
Maybe I should the reward would be handsome
I don't wanna come off like I'm being too random
But me and the beat are beating em all like a tandem
I write these lyrics like I'm painting it on
Over the top
My cup runeth over way I cram in
Everything I'm given when I'm spitting on the mic like it's a sidewalk
Everybody quiet down
Look at me when I talk
I'm permanent like a pen
And You wash away like chalk
And you'll crash like nascar
If you don't set yourself apart
I've been given vital lessons
Only way to give me presence
Shaking off the pressure got me
Drowning in my adolescence
I could never count my blessings
Guess it don't add up
I got that in common with them wanna make them proud of me
I'm the rhyme minister
So sinister
Coming in hot
Make em panic like "Red Alert"
Battle-scars showing like yeah man it'll hurt
I'm in last place if I'm not placed first
Wanna make a high pay grade
Big salary
Get away from me I got a wannabe allergy
I'm all Charged don't lose power like a battery
Hits like these should be murder in the third degree
I made some bad decisions
Killing it with that precision
Cuz I been stylin with it
That be a head on collision
Yea I made some bad decisions
Killing it with that precision
Cuz I been stylin with it
That be a head on collision
Speed it up to a mile a minute
Go too fast you can't even see it
You can't keep me out when I'm in it
And I flow discrete like fine printing
Pull up with the drip on me
Iced out on my neck and my wrist
I know who I am don't get it twisted
And all my diamonds super clear like a crystal
40, You can talk to me
Hit up my phone, if you need
Money is everything I see
Sit down when you talk to me
We blowing up in a minute
Tụi mày có cố cũng không dí kịp
Tao nói The Kidz, king of lyrics
Always make hit you can't beat it
I gotta work, đốt cháy từng show
Looking that kid, he got the flow
Brock dropping hit, ở trong phòng thu
Âm thanh của tao vang khắp hết cả một khu
I gotta work, đốt cháy từng show
Looking that kid, he got the flow
Brock dropping hit, ở trong phòng thu
Âm thanh của tao vang khắp hết cả một khu
I told you that I can make it
They looking at me they hate me
I got a whip, automatic
It's disappeared like some magic
We on the move, we just hit it
Cooking, we cooking you know it
When I go out yeah let's get it
Run on my lane,  you know I never slip
I made some bad decisions
Killing it with that precision
Cuz I been stylin with it
That be a head on collision
Yea I made some bad decisions
Killing it with that precision
Cuz I been stylin with it
That be a head on collision
Speed it up to a mile a minute
Go too fast you can't even see it
You can't keep me out when I'm in it
And I flow discrete like fine printing
Pull up with the drip on me
Iced out on my neck and my wrist
I know who I am don't get it twisted
And all my diamonds super clear like a crystal

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