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letra de notice - devin miles

[intro]
young rap nigga, yeah, uh, yeah

[verse 1: devin miles]
got a psa
for you fuck niggas, y’all never see the day
y’all better watch your tongue when you speak my name
hella fake, trying to be cool when they threw me shade
now i got a noose if you want to hang
got no time for change
i’m with the same niggas coming in
same niggas to the grave
and i see kids picking up game from the moves right down to the slang
i, took a step away for a minute, but y’all taunting the beast
now i’m out of my cave
gonna feast, y’all can salvage remains
shit, it’s getting harder and harder and harder for niggas to give me the shoulder
whoever on top, i will quickly dethrone you
don’t know of my movement, then come get your notice
nigga, i told you

[hook: devin miles]
talk this loudest shit, i know i did
i’m just glad that you noticed it
couldn’t give a fuck about if you feel us, nigga
it’s fuck you and fuck your feelings, nigga
talk this loudest shit, i know i did
i’m just glad that you noticed it
couldn’t give a fuck about if you feel us, nigga
it’s fuck you and fuck your feelings, nigga

[verse 2: devin miles]
i’m a blowtorch flame y’all might spark
you got dreams for the top, that’s a nice thought
cold flow with the right bars
rappers get k!lled, they need to outline all of my shit in white chalk
crowds rage when i’m on stage that’s a night off
nigga transform into a k!ller when the night fall
caution, don’t bite shit, it’s white hot
my city frantic, itchin’ for when i might drop
eyeb-lls locked in on my motion
they jack my approaches and hope they can blow quick
we are not the same, not even close b-tch
talkers are curving, their base had been open about me (about me)
they talking to zeke, trying to know where he found me
shit, i’m running my state, and my city, my town, and my burrow, and all of its counties
nigga, i swear

[verse 3: devin miles]
uh, pockets filled up with digits
shit is like billions
you can have the flow, i’ll bill ya
trying to get a crib where the front got pillars
fuck a compound, put my niggas in a village
only bad b-tches walk in it
so y’all get the fuck from the ground
so don’t come around, stay off of the premise
ah, no hitting agenda, i swear i be lying to say this ain’t about the dinero
i be in miami, no habla español, but my name is something that they know
these niggas be mad up the way since i covered that issue
my presence was little, now it’s hard not to see me and easy to miss you
my shit been official

- devin miles

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