Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives
Bother me to flow the prodigy child not too hot or too mild running miles
Im trying to see her in bed
Fucking up threads cause i'm miles ahead
Just remember: miles can't keep us apart
Mr. underdog and this is not a bark
Miles away but you got no smiles
Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights
My heart races a million miles
What we gotta do to survive
So lift mine up to the sky, im up wit dem miles
Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes
I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle
O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general
I'm fucked up and this fucking feeling like 8 miles,
Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights
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