ฟังเพลงMiss America (Explicit)

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Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records

And so my fellow Americans

Ask not what your country can do for you

Ask what you can do for your country

Excuse me

Load the clip in the chopper flip the script and get Oscars

All my n***as is mobsters all my b***hes is doctors

Cole World this just the tip of the iceberg

So talk s**t and taste the tip of the Mossberg

Don't trip n***a they just words

Though my words tend to sound like Proverbs

N***as don't see the preachers 'til we dead in the hearse

Granny broke cause she always givin' bread to the Church

Now pastor Mason Betha in a Lambo

And little n***as holdin' desert eagles like they Rambo

Bumpin' my s**t always wondered why they f**k with my s**t

I hope it's 'bout the knowledge not about who's suckin' my d**k

But oh well I'm gon' sell like I had no bail

For my chain and my piece I should've won Nobel

Ill boy you cold n***a yeah I know n***a

Only young n***a do it better than the old n***as

Took chances slow dance with the devil b***h

Overcomin' the circumstances we hella rich

Since you all in my business this what I tell a b***h

If you ain't f**kin' me don't f**k with me this life on the edge

Green dollars splurged all on embellishments

My fellowship paid don't need to cop my fellas s**t

Scoopin' h*es in the party some Cinderella s**t

Smash for the hell of it livin' life on the edge

Miss America petty thoughts

Miss America petty thoughts

Miss America petty thoughts

Just to floss pay any and every cost

Heavy heart as I sit in this Range countin' thousands out

Am I about dollars or about change

Am I about knowledge or about brains

Freedom or big chains they don't feel my pain

Blood on my sneakers no remorse for the grievers

He played the corner like Revis he should've had better defense

That's how I'm feelin' blood spillin' I love killin'

N***as'll swear that they it this is as rare as it gets

Rap game changed this is embarrassing s**t

Bunch of b***hes posin' on some old Miss America s**t

I was a wilder n***a back on my therapist s**t moving careless as s**t

In a city where n***as really don't care who they hit

Who the f**k was I

Just a young little n***a tryin' to see the other side

Of the railroad tracks where them scarecrows at

No brains on a n***a but they'll air your back

F**k the man Uncle Sam I won't sell your crack

I won't fight your wars I won't wear your hat

I'ma pass your classes I'ma learn your craft

I'ma f**k your daughters I'ma burn your flag

Took chances slow dance with the devil b***h

Overcomin' the circumstances we hella rich

Since you all in my business this what I tell a b***h

If you ain't f**kin' me don't f**k with me this life on the edge

Green dollars splurged all on embellishments

My fellowship paid don't need to cop my fellas s**t

Scoopin' h*es in the party some Cinderella s**t

Smash for the hell of it livin' life on the edge

Miss America petty thoughts

Miss America petty thoughts

Miss America petty thoughts

Just to floss pay any and every cost

Heavy heart as I sit in this Range countin' thousands out

Am I about dollars or about change

Am I about knowledge or about brains

Freedom or big chains they don't feel my pain

They don't feel my pain

They'll never feel my pain

And they'll never play this s**t on the radio