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letra de miss me - packy

[verse 1]
took the muzzle off, i’m brand spankin’ new
amazing how you get the love when you start makin’ loot
my sh-t was cold off rip, but you ain’t hear me, right?
now i got everyone’s attention, you gon’ hear tonight
this the takeover
all your questions gettin’ answered, now the wait’s over
i had to live, felt like somethin’ had to give, it did
and now i’m havin’ life changin’ conversation with the people that i started with
no more livin’ two lives, we do this
struggle made me humble, success made me the rudest
tell me how i changed up
no sh-t i came up
if i stayed the same then my whole team would be back home with that pay cut
i took the stairs, they still waitin’ on elevators
n0body outworkin’ me, we go wherever the h-ll i take us
-cricket chirp-
that’s the sound of my haters man
don’t give me no two cents
every penny i got, i made it man
west coast posted but i stay michigan like a b-tch
it take more than changin’ location to make all my loyalty switch
i’m down for mine
that’s word to the clique my g
i should say names of the cats who laughed at the kid
now they on my d, yep
it’s do or die now
we gon’ find out who am i now
load the whip and we ride out
underground, ’bout time that we climb out
my dude
no deal yet but i’m cool
don’t take me for no fool
talkin’ that bull
like i’ma see all my money in full, ha

[hook]
miss me, that can miss me
miss me, that sh-t can miss me
miss me, that can miss me
miss me, yep

[verse 2]
we got our own movement, they try to claim us
i just want the fam to eat, the fam wants to be famous
who am i to say no, we came this far, right?
people hit the phone tryna hit the town
i be in the stu’ with moe-t doin’ this all night, yep
this don’t just happen
go through what i been through, you’d quit rappin’
how would i feel if i made it off bullsh-t?
lot of these other cats need to quit actin’
no g-ngb-ngin’, no drug dealin’
i’m game changin’, i’m uphill
and my team winnin’ off late nights
anybody gonna hate but they don’t hate twice
white boy from the ‘burbs, that’s all right
gentleman to the girls, that’s all right
people wanna say sh-t, see me in the booth
got verses of the year for they -ss all night
pacco, honey that dark horse be my black bird
we could get flacco money
then they’ll say we sold out
we just laugh to the bank, baby that so funny
what the deal is, i ain’t never signed one
i be where the real is, you know
my team two player, two coach
i be in the game like kukoc
went from uno to two choes
i ain’t even recruit those
but when i’m on the mic it’s a funeral
i put the beat in the ground and write on the tombstone
“it’s me b-tch”
if the beat’s dead then you know
i’m wavy huh?
lot of these cats fugazy huh?
i’ma do me, straight five one sev
l-town, that sh-t made me, huh?
don’t say sh-t
i’m in the zone that you don’t play wit’
i see the critics, give it a minute
matter of time before they on my d-d-ck, hah

- packy

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