MISS ME WITH IT

(He's hereee)

If you ain't talkin money you can miss me with it
Had to buy my bands a ring cuz I'm committed with it
New katana, you dishonor, you can jiggy with it
Hold up, wait, ay, yeah (Ursinae)

Ay, if you ain't talkin money you can miss me with it
Had to buy my bands a ring cuz I'm committed with it
New katana, you dishonor, you can jiggy with it
And a choppy, if you chippy, I'm Miss Vickie with it

Switched up the style but I'm still in my element
If we don't share goals then to me you irrelevant
I got good heart but I still been malevolent
Still might flip for a coupe for the hell of it
Fellowship of a new age, I'm the pope
Shit been lookin' bleak but I still got hope
But it ain't just me, WE gotta make change
If we wanna see a future where our kids' kids grow
Oh shit bro, really got real on the beat
But it's gotta be said if we wanna see peace
They don't want unity, but shit y'all don't either
I'll be my own lead, it's my fate, I'm elite
Cold iced T with a flow so sweet
It'll give ya brain freeze like i'm Frozone (SHEESH)
I preach 2A
On me it stay
Why they tryna take it way?
Tryna keep us at bay?
3 Ks wearing blue what you call the police
Domestic terrorist military
If they can carry cuz the world scary
Then best believe imma do the same, on me
Fuck immunity, they can shoot no reason
They don't want a court case I'm goin' down swinging
Cuz ya get gunned down
Even if ya turn around
And ya got no gun
Cuz ya skin tone brown, goddamn

If you ain't talkin' money you can miss me with it
Had to buy my bands a ring cuz I'm committed with it
New katana, you dishonor, you can jiggy with it
And a choppy, if you chippy, I'm Miss Vickie with it

Ba- Ba- Back again this my instrumental
Might get sentimental
That's not my intention
Shit be foggin' my vision
I stay bout my own but these bitches keep testin'
They paparazzi tryna press a new issue
Funny thing I done been thru it bitch I'm headstrong
Ain't no threat to be missin' you
I lost many friends, lost many friends, I lost many friends
Death or disappointment, still gettin' ends, still get it in
Circle of life, nants ingonyama
Bitch I'm a lion and I'm in my Zion
Can tell I'm a chef I make something from nothing
But I won't get sacrilege say I'm the Lord
But damn my Creations be something that make you
Stand back in amazement and say I'm a god, damn
In guns and money and me I trust
If you end up dust cuz ya dumb, that's tough
Orange drink, young love, same thing, get crushed
Roll em up in a big body blunt, get puffed
I spit the conscious and I spit the rage
Just know that I mean when I bring a new age
Cuz you are the student and I am the sage
(you are the student and I am the sage)

If you ain't talkin' money you can miss me with it
Had to buy my bands a ring cuz I'm committed with it
New katana, you dishonor, you can jiggy with it
And a choppy, if you chippy, I'm Miss Vickie with it

Ursinae



Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Gaines, Ursinae
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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