lirik lagu mirr417 - on a pace
that’s my dawg, he like, skibidoo, ain’t no breakin’ us
you don’t got no one like that, cuz you don’t make it up
every time that we pass the opps, we just hit em up
spark his ass, torch his ass, then we send him up
let me stop playin’, cuz i don’t really got no opps
when i run up to these n~ggas, all i do is clutch the glock
you can think that i’m kiddin’, i could really hit ya top
its gon’ knock you out of bounds, i’ma take your f~ckin’ spot
running to the bag, cuz it’s f~ck, all the hoes
what you say, i ain’t gotta teach you, you know how it goes
when i rap on every beat, i’ma switch up every flow
i’m a real rapper trapper, comin’ from the soul
its mirr417 and he don’t give a f~ck
you gon’ try to beef wit him, but just know you outta luck
you gon’ try to reach mе, but it ain’t, no catchin’ up
cuz i’m comin’ in first, but you n~ggas gettin’ stuck
i just pass you n~ggas, ain’t no need to hurry up
you was sittin’ around laughin’, while i get my monеy up
this is not a game, tryna put that funny up
been busy all day, tryna get this money up
man i’m on my way to get my money, yep i’m on a pace
yeah i make that money flip that money you know i’m on a race
flipping pack to pack that n~gga go to state
yeah he flip a pack he on a back that n~gga caught a case
this new glock i got i spit this b~tch just like mace
we going to walk him down, ‘huh we ain’t playing no games
n~gga want to play with me you know i’m drifting in them lanes
yeah i’m on fire yeah n~gga i think i’m insane
yeah i’m on pace n~gga just caught a couple bodies
the way this uzi work this uzi twerk you think it’s common knowledge
n~ggas talking on the net but they never really bout it
n~gga stealing all my flows man these n~ggas like to copy
the way i’m spitting on this beat you think i was a fire
caught that lil n~gga by his self i guess he was a liar
spitting bars all day lil n~gga i don’t get tired
say one more word like bad food you fried
just like a return know a n~gga send em back
n~gga talk about everything except getting racks
everything that n~gga spit know that sh~t straight cap
i’m riding down town while that gun straight in in my lap
spent through my hood but ain’t no trick or treat
put a switchy on the glock and this sh~t will make a beat
im chilling getting money and im banging
in the street
ain’t no talking ain’t no laughing all i want to do is eat
in the street clutchin’ heat, gotta watch out for the snake
these n~ggas all b~tches, they gon’ take from off your plate
i don’t do this for the fame, i’m just tryin’ to get the cake
sh~t talkin’ on the net, but won’t say it to my face
f~ck livin’ in my momma crib, boutta get my own place
bout to take a trip to l.a., plus, that’s my favorite state
i’ma do this sh~t my way, ain’t no way i get replaced
young hustling rappin’, n~gga, never takin’ no breaks
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