Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Miles Away , by - Blu & Exile. Song from the album Miles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dirty Science
Song language: English
Miles Away |
| Yeah, Las Vegas and Los Angeles |
| Louisiana, Atlanta, Miami, Florida, nigga |
| We ain’t in Kansas |
| Virginia, New York, New Jersey |
| Indiana, Detroit, Chicago, Portland |
| Even Montana, yo I ran to Texas |
| Away from my exes, in search of that next shit |
| But where was I headed? |
| They thought I was destined for riches |
| The way he climbed out of them ditches |
| If I wasn’t now getting nine figures |
| He was probably fucking with bitches |
| My mama missed me |
| I feel bad when I get tipsy |
| Reminiscing on how we used to wish, watching Walt Disney |
| But now it’s all shitty |
| My nigga, that grind is gritty |
| If you ain’t getting that big cheese, homie |
| You gotta forgive me |
| We tryna control this city, as if we don’t already |
| Shit, other than more money |
| What do you get when you get in and study? |
| Chickens be hitting the celly |
| But none of them niggas is ready |
| They used to be hitting them licks |
| But now we be hitting the Henny |
| 10s and 20s be leaving a nigga feeling empty, trust |
| My nigga did five years for 150 bucks |
| Niggas be spending they nights in prison 'cause they fucking careless |
| I’m tryna be spending my nights in Paris rolling a fucking square up |
| I ain’t got time to waste |
| Ain’t got time to stay |
| I’m on the move |
| Promised Land is a mile away |
| I be damned if I miss my fate |
| I’m trying to go further than yesterday |
| I’m just trying to go further than yesterday |
| Las Vegas and Los Angeles |
| Louisiana, Atlanta, Miami, Florida, homie |
| We ain’t in Kansas |
| They where them grams is |
| Holding hammers like they’re cameras |
| Practicing handles and jump shots, tryna get drafted |
| My cousin was drafted |
| My other cousin was killed in an accident |
| Another one drafted |
| And another one practices backspins |
| And I be rapping, stacking until my last win |
| Cashing in like I’m trapping, but never trapped in |
| We used to go overboard just to talk |
| But now we be bored, like what happened? |
| No more shows and awards, no more clapping |
| No more writing rhymes on a napkin, damn, no more passion |
| Like niggas used to be gassed to rip that plastic off of that rap shit |
| And now it’s like we wrapping a package |
| Thinking how long will that last? |
| 'Til you on your last run |
| Hoping the po’s don’t catch us |
| Hoping the lows pass us |
| Keeping a pad and paying a car off |
| Hoping it ends better than how it started off |
| I ain’t got time to waste |
| Ain’t got time to stay |
| I’m on the move |
| Promised Land is a mile away |
| I be damned if I miss my fate |
| I’m trying to go further than yesterday |
| I’m just trying to go further than yesterday |
| My nigga, Virginia, New York, New Jersey |
| Indiana, Detroit, Cali, Chicago |
| St. Louis, Montana, back to Africa |
| My nigga, Sudan, the motherland |
| Amsterdam and Japan |
| And in the other land I heard my last name’s from London |
| I wonder what was there to make them name a king after another man |
| But who cares, I’m tryna chill out in Brazil |
| Spend a mil' on a house on a hill |
| And not worry about a record deal |
| Well who feels this or who feels that |
| I heard about a few rich niggas who still feel whack |
| I’m tryna feel fact, chill back |
| See a fat ass and feel that, that’s real |
| And not worry about the pills, caps |
| I peel back the sweepstakes prize, want fries? |
| The homie said he wish he could live his life through my eyes |
| Six million ways to die |
| How many ways to survive? |
| And these days and times, how many people will ride? |
| When there ain’t nowhere to hide |
| I ain’t got time to waste |
| Ain’t got time to stay |
| I’m on the move |
| Promised Land is a mile away |
| I be damned if I miss my fate |
| I’m trying to go further than yesterday |
| I’m just trying to go further than yesterday |