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Correct Miss Me III Lyrics
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Correct Miss Me III
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[Intro] Yeah [Verse 1] Say my name so I can hear it They told me this shit was a Hail Mary Then I went and caught the Holy Spirit Spit your bars, I set the bar, you won't get near it We see through all your lyrics, yeah, they all on clearance You recycled, I'm here for the title I built this shit from nothing, I'm the real American Idol, it's over At your front door like it's October Made me stand outside and I just got colder What did you think it was? You got me fucked up But I already caught the buzz Speck all on my hat like the home team Move merch like I'm selling to a dope fiend Got it going overseas Now they know me out in London-town, what-what Tryna' finesse it from the underground, what-what Fuck your magazine, give a (fuck) what your list read All that bullshit can miss me [Chorus] Miss me, miss me All that bullshit that can miss me Miss me, miss me All of that, all of that, miss me This is for the nights I stayed up All my old girls, they laid up I know you're probably better off I be in the lab too much [Verse 2] I love it like x-o See her at my next show You don't like me, say it with your chest though Cutthroat, still learnin' how to flex though You don't get the job done, baby heads roll Y'all got complacent Y'all hit the ceiling, I built the foundation Y'all got bravado but y'all wait on lottos My new chick is too thick, my old chick come model You like all the pics then pray for the follow She with me tonight, then they broke up tomorrow Twice in one summer, I been fucking reckless This ain't no fairytale, these are my confessions I was messin' up, think I learned my lesson Money in my mattress, I don't get invested Let me live a little, had to gain perspective Got it out my system [Verse 3] Back to makin' records Yeah, workin' more than 9 to 5 Competition go to sleep and then I come alive I'm not the one to lie Motherfuck the other side All I hear is cover guys They don't get the longevity and then they wonder why I paint picture like Shutterfly I’m not other guys, I say jump, they jump man What a time, keep it two number nines Plus one, Speck or die, say that shit a hundred times Then say that shit another time Made change, got another dime I'm heatin' up, they just throw shade, man it's summertime Cannonball how we make waves, man the summer's mine I see my success got you conflicted You wanna hate but you gotta be opportunistic I been doin' what I say like it's say scripted Train left the station, sorry that you missed it
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