| Say my name so I can hear it
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| They told me this shit was a Hail Mary
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| Then I went and caught the Holy Spirit
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| Spit your bars, I set the bar, you won’t get near it
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| We see through all your lyrics, yeah, they all on clearance
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| You recycled, I’m here for the title
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| I built this shit from nothing, I’m the real American Idol, it’s over
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| At your front door like it’s October
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| Made me stand outside and I just got colder
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| What did you think it was? |
| You got me fucked up
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| But I already caught the buzz
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| Speck all on my hat like the home team
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| Move merch like I’m selling to a dope fiend
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| Got it going overseas
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| Now they know me out in London-town, what-what
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| Tryna' finesse it from the underground, what-what
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| Fuck your magazine, give a (fuck) what your list read
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| All that bullshit can miss me
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| Miss me, miss me
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| All that bullshit that can miss me
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| Miss me, miss me
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| All of that, all of that, miss me
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| This is for the nights I stayed up
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| All my old girls, they laid up
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| I know you’re probably better off
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| I be in the lab too much
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| I love it like x-o
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| See her at my next show
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| You don’t like me, say it with your chest though
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| Cutthroat, still learnin' how to flex though
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| You don’t get the job done, baby heads roll
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| Y’all got complacent
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| Y’all hit the ceiling, I built the foundation
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| Y’all got bravado but y’all wait on lottos
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| My new chick is too thick, my old chick come model
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| You like all the pics then pray for the follow
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| She with me tonight, then they broke up tomorrow
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| Twice in one summer, I been fucking reckless
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| This ain’t no fairytale, these are my confessions
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| I was messin' up, think I learned my lesson
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| Money in my mattress, I don’t get invested
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| Let me live a little, had to gain perspective
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| Got it out my system
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| Back to makin' records
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| Yeah, workin' more than 9 to 5
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| Competition go to sleep and then I come alive
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| I’m not the one to lie
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| Motherfuck the other side
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| All I hear is cover guys
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| They don’t get the longevity and then they wonder why
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| I paint picture like Shutterfly
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| I’m not other guys, I say jump, they jump man
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| What a time, keep it two number nines
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| Plus one, Speck or die, say that shit a hundred times
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| Then say that shit another time
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| Made change, got another dime
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| I’m heatin' up, they just throw shade, man it’s summertime
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| Cannonball how we make waves, man the summer’s mine
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| I see my success got you conflicted
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| You wanna hate but you gotta be opportunistic
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| I been doin' what I say like it’s say scripted
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| Train left the station, sorry that you missed it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Miss Me III , by - Packy. Song from the album Area 51, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп