Specialty

They like who that
On cat nip the cool cat
My 9 lives and loose raps
I sell um
My son said it's high time that I tell um
What my goals and my plans are
I'm just trnna kick back and make mad art
Now and days when I hear rap they cap hard
Got me feeling low, as some vans are
Me I'm flowing, you other rappers spit sand bars
Like how you sounding like a stan still
Me I'm ready to die and so you can't kill
And that's heavy as an anvil
And it's deeper than an ant hill
I just wanted to get on beats, these lyrics is therapeutic
And even if it's all digital now they can't compute it
They Over saturate my genre, and they dilute it
Ignorance is bliss so it feel good to be stupid
I'm like

This my specialty baby
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This my specialty baby
I'm like
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This my specialty baby
I'm like
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This my specialty baby

I'm at home on tracks, Yeah I honed my craft
So if I sleep on a beat I might snore on raps
Yeah that score might snap
Milez came from the track, I over lap
Pass the baton, from the greats I'm moving on
We carry on tradition like the sample on the song
Smoke well and eat well for health
Ill neal said we grindin for wealth
A lil self love and self care
You gonn pay for this medicine, this lyrical health care
The difference is everybody qualify
If you ain't hear my song it's cuz you wasn't outside
All the aculaids You name I swear it doesn't apply
We in here for the feeling, we hearing the vibe
It's sky limit that's why we here in the sky
While I hear that ez play in your ride
Loving this life
I'm like

This my specialty baby
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This my specialty baby
I'm like
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This my specialty baby
I'm like
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This my specialty baby

Let me show you my specialty, all the skills I've acquired
Walked over hot coals, went thru the fire
After the truck I felt ye thru the wire
My homie d speaking thru me, I call him my ghost writer
The most higher, the god with no lier's
Around, he surrounded by some coal miners
That came up on a diamond
That let you know the type of mood that I'm in
They killin me alshimer
But I got Industry hoarse blinders
My eyes open like all diners
But tunnel vision leads to selfish decisions
You can't add to the team if you subtract or division
They feel the heat from the kitchen, feel the heat from the stove
In a microwave era, what I'm eating is gold
Aye what you eating is cold
But at least we all eating till we all leaving the globe
I'm like

This my specialty baby
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This my specialty baby
I'm like
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This my specialty baby
I'm like
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
This my specialty baby



Credits
Writer(s): Jeff "milez" Harvey Nj
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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