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miles - recalibrate lyrics
prod by blackmayo
[verse 1 big tonny]
barely had the whip before i crashed it it offa percy b-tch
in my head reverberating
police lock me up today
i got mad from waiting
honest patience
no procrastinate
i got lost in sp-ce
hit the bay
like imma castaway
i fill up on drank
i hit the tank
then i recalibrate
almost got it out of me
i might flex my salary
police move around me
they already found me
instead of making sounds
you should put me on the ground pig
i already counted
your bullets is just all out b-tch
i stepped in the fountain
started drownin
and relish it
i kept on movin i kept on groovin on medicine
[miles: verse 2]
veteran when the salt fall
pepperin with -ssault rods
bullet proof cobalt cloth
ya’ll can’t touch this rock star
tooty fruity i’m coolin coolin hear shotty pumpin at me
i tote rocky launcher i die to blow go rocket jump on the scene
the f-ck ya’ll on (i won above all odds)
me and my f-cked up squad
(don’t flex no mid pack around us-bigtonny)
we been through stuff ya’ll not been
i’m poppin off this
so pop my perk b-tch i’m tryna work this
out my head
past tense they like he wound up dead
well i guess i’m that tense
and i’m so wound up
don’t snap
and don’t try to hold that
your loosenin up
i’m squeezin
scared i’ll squeeze out the whole bag
but my fists so tight
hurts to let go just stay for 1 mo night
i burnt my dough for you say i’m so polite
chest scarred from poltergeist
do damage from shoulder height
i got my head low let it go over not sober tryna duck these oversights
but ooh that burn
2 we in the cab on the path
dodgin potholes
awful
stop go or do a u turn
and you can keep the bronco i made the news first
and they call me for a talk show like do the truth hurt
i don’t know i been locked up in my room worked
now i’m doin these skirts in my driveway
in my i8
drip i hydrate
dont get this sideways
i don’t ever hope you work at fridays
earn your check and just burn the mileage
watch the liqour baby such a lightweight
and every morning it’s just a migraine
i mean that’s still bad
acetaminophen inside my dads pill bag
i just need a min and then i’ll gonna steal that pack
go head and peal that back
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